Little Poem of a Lonely Pug: to my master

photo by angiemckaig

Last evening I met some friends and we started talking about animals and pets. One of them said quite an incredible story about her dog. Lisa (the doggy) got angry at my friend because she was left outside the tent one night when they went camping and for a whole week ignored all the commands and calls. Lisa even refused to eat the food my friend gave, she only accepted water and treats from the other family members! It took my friend a lot attention and special treat to buy and give Lisa to make her forget about that camping night.
So it made me think… some animals not only have feelings of love and fidelity, but even self esteem and personal ego šŸ˜€ Never underestimate your pet!

I Want You Back – Adorable Round and White Kitten Postcard

I Want You Back - Adorable Round and White Kitten Postcard

Sometimes we make mistakes, but true love sees them as challenges for making couples stronger.
That as a side remark, but the main one is: AAAAWW, isn’t this the most cute kitten in the whole wide world? It needs cuddles, that’s why it looks sad…

The Lost Dream

The dream

I finally saw my dream coming true. I didnā€™t win the lottery, as I was hoping, but my business was going well and after a few years of hard work I decided to follow my dream and go see the world. Now I finally made time to go on a ship crew…

Feeling like the master of the world, I packed my bags and headed to the ocean. It was going to be a long way and a lot of lazy days were showing ahead. Enjoying the water, the nature, relaxing and enjoying life. It seemed that I forgot how to.

Even if it was mid summer, the breeze cooled my face and made me stay on the deck for hours, staring at the seagles and the immensity of waterā€¦I was going far away, to see the beauties and wonders of the world. What I didnā€™t know was the fact that this trip would change my whole view over lifeā€¦

Armed with touristic maps and guides, I tried to find out as much as possible about the exotic places I was going to get to. Clear blue waters, souveniers, wonderful animals and people with such different occupations from what I was used to! And I was going to see all that!

Feeling enthusiastic like a child, after the sun tanned my face for so many days, I was told that we only have one more day left on the water. I felt a little disappointed because I didnā€™t see the whales swimming, as they promised, but I was still hoping for dolphins. And they didnā€™t fail me! Being the last day on the ship, I decided to wake up early and takes pictures of the sunrise. Boy, what spectacular framed memories will these make in my office!

I was getting a bit chilly when something popping out of the water made me forget about it. It was indeed a dolphin! No, wait, there are more! And there is a little one! Must be a baby. I was over my head with joy, trying to take pictures as they swam along with the ship, jumping out of the water and playing. Very curious, I was following the babyā€™s moves and I saw him approach a floatingā€¦thing. It started playing with it, throwing the object in the air and making circles around it, after it landed on the water again. But the trick only lasted for a few seconds, because when the object hit the water for the third time, a black substance spread from it, on the tiny dolphinā€™s head. Then I heard a squeeking sound and junior was gone into the deep. All the other followed in a rush. ā€œThey act like humansā€, I said to myself, disappointed that my show had ended.

Alone in the cold morning breeze, I completely forgot about my sunsetā€¦maybe because this morning the sun never showed. I was busy admiring the dolphins and didnā€™t see the clouds on the sky. And I was so busy that I didnā€™t notice that there were more floating objects on the waterā€™s surfaceā€¦They were mostly plastic bags and can with industrial oil.
Outraged at the people, myself and the whole world, I demanded to see the captain or someone who could answer my question. The money I had paid for this trip proved that even the captain is an ordinary manā€¦I was promised whales! Where were they? The agency said that in so many weeks spent on the ocean, you can see whales almost every two days or soā€¦

But the agency doesnā€™t know or care, explained the captain. For a moment I thought that he was amused, but then I saw a sad look on his face. The whales disappeared for about 2 years now, since the number of harbours increased and since the rich people decided that they want to become more rich, installing huge iron cranes and mechanisms on fake platforms in the ocean, for getting all the oilā€¦Even the dolphins are seen more rarely and often the natives find dead animals on the shoreā€¦It was even in a local newspaper that a fisherman found a dead dolphin with a plastic bag on its head and some algaes, which were assumed to gotten it stuck thereā€¦But of course that it never crossed the borders of the small island, as the newspaper was bought by a rich white man, and then dissolved.

I had nothing more to sayā€¦I couldnā€™t say anything more. Each passenger received as souvenier a shark tooth. I didnā€™t want mine. I could only spend a few days on my exotic dream island, as the stories that I heard every day only ruined my vacation. Some were told, some were seenā€¦The commerce with everything that can be found alive in the ocean was flourishing and all the excited tourists paid great deals of money for them. But I only had one word in my headā€¦POLLUTION.
Why canā€™t people see what they are destroying? The waters, the animals, the plants, the lifeā€¦their lives! Maybe not theirs yet, but what about their children and grandchildren? Why are they so greedy and stupid? Why do they do harm to what keeps us alive? The waterā€¦the Earth.

So my trip brought only sadness and frustration of being able to do nothing about itā€¦The modern newspapers talk about it, the factories recieve fines, we invented a Green Day for Earth and we like to debate it for ever, but we donā€™t actually do somethingā€¦So instead of filling my office with beautiful clear ocean pictures, I framed the following:


The Nightmare

A Wild Soul – The Amazing Story of a Lion

A Wild Soul - The Amazing Story of a Lion


I used to be happy. Those memories are pretty blurry now, but, like scars, engraved in my heart. And I will never forget that dayā€¦I was just a cub, running happily next to my mother and brothers with all the excitement someone discovering the world can have, in the green tall grass, under the clear blue sky and through the hot dry air. I was learning about my nature and discovering my instincts. But the process ended in a blink of an eyeā€¦

After that day, I can only remember steel bars and depressed creatures around me. Humans thought that being so young, this zoo will rapidly become my home and I will adapt, being playful and entertaining for the visitors. I adapted, sure, physically, as I never grew up to be one of those healthy lions with shiny fur or nicely developed muscles. My eyes were always calm and I rarely new anger in here, because the sadness in my heart never left room for any other feelings. I adapted, waiting patiently, to be fed with a piece of smelly meet. I learned to control my thirst until I could receive some fresh water.

I was told that lions are kings, but this world has proven differently. I am just a prisoner. My soul is trapped between two worlds: one that I can never forget and one that I can never escape from. Iā€™ve been told that this is home, but how can these brainless beings call ā€œhomeā€ a place that takes away the most important thing one can haveā€¦After so many years, ironically, being in such a small place, I have learned a lot. I have learned that when others can harm you, anger wonā€™t help. That will only starve you. I have learned that being calm and gentle might make them give you treats. And I have learned that I hate it when they come in packs, point at me and flash that strong light in my eyes, to have a ā€œmemoryā€.

They usually come with their babies and are very noisy and excited. But from time to time, it happens to see one male or female human, alone, staring and trying to communicate with me. And I sense the sadness and despair in their voices, trying to ease their souls to someone like meā€¦a poor fallen king. And then I sense fear of their own world, of their own failures and mistakes. And those are the moments that should please me the most, by taking an unfair revenge of those who put me hereā€¦But I feel pity and frustration, and I wish I could scream and tell them what fools they are. Humans, nothing is impossible for you! You have the most valuable and precious thing in this worldā€¦You have your freedom! You have friends and families, you have where to run wild if you want to. But these people Iā€™ve seen made me think that they were the real captives, captives of their own fears and suspicions.

Feeling unable to make them see the reality, I acted friendly, at least to let them know that I understandā€¦ I have no other means of being nice to trapped souls, but humans can help each other see the light, not the darkness. And I wish I could tell humans that true friends in life are not the ones who say that they understandā€¦but the ones who shout at you, angrily, to get up and fightā€¦and to cherish your freedom, because freedom is like a magical tree, with new branches and leaves every dayā€¦but be careful not to cut the roots.

I am old now. I donā€™t know how old. I can barely move anymore and I stopped seeing the flashes of the ā€œmemoriesā€ taken by people. But my soul is running free like in that far away dayā€¦ And I wish I could have that just one more timeā€¦ I could have never guessed that it will become just a faint memoryā€¦ There are so many things I would have done, if I only knewā€¦