Bound and placed in a bag, squirming
frantically to free herself, she lay exhausted on the shore of the Malecon in
Havana with the sun beating down, hours before the tide would come in.
Two young lovers strolled
hand in hand, discussing their class work and dreams for the future. They
paused for a kiss, and then they saw a bag on the rocks. It moved! No, it was
just a bag of garbage someone had carelessly tossed out; it couldn't be moving,
but there it moved again.
With the daring of youth the
young man leaped the concrete rail and negotiated the rocks towards the bag,
which moved spasmodically as he approached. He ripped the bag open to discover
a small yellow spaniel. Her legs and muzzle were tied. He carried the bundle to
the railing where he and his sweetheart freed the dog, who wagged her tail in
gratitude.
“Who could do such a thing
to such a sweet little animal?” The lovers looked at each other in wonder, as
they sat petting her.
“What are we going to do
with her?”
Since they lived with her
mother, who already had three dogs and two cats, they knew they shouldn't ask
to keep the dog, but once you save a being from death you can’t just abandon
her, so they called.
“Mom, we found the prettiest
little dog. She was tied up in a bag and thrown on the rocks. We were walking
along the Malecon and saw the bag move. You won’t believe how sweet she is; can
she stay with us until we find a home for her? No, mom, I understand. It’s just
that we saved her life and don’t know what to do with her. Mom, what should we
do?”
Association National for the
Protection of Animals and Plants is on Calle Principe number 128.
Take her there; these are the people who help animals in Cuba. You can trust them to do the best for your little rescue.
Take her there; these are the people who help animals in Cuba. You can trust them to do the best for your little rescue.
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