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I do not think Caruso is the proper name for a dog; more so is called the character or rather the animalaje of my story.
It was not a dog physically beautiful; rather was a stray dog, pulgoso and even a bit ugly.
I remember his face long and sad, with a few teeth in its mouth old.
Its little yellow and black coat, simulating an endangered ocelot.
I always drew attention, those big eyes deep honey color, as if they wanted to tell me something.

Rafael Pacheco, borrachito most famous people, gathered in the street one night's cold winter and took him to his ranch neglected and never broke away from him.
It seemed that had been established between man and dog a bond of eternal friendship and gratitude with the promise: "Until death separates us."

That noble dog, accompanied every step that gave Rafael, was their watchdog ..
It was his dog and faithful friend, with whom he shared poverty and abundance.

"Rafa" as he affectionately called his friends partying, a man was "poor, but worker" as he described, but sometimes took his vacation arguing philosophically: "That work was his worst enemy and that God left as a punishment. "

Permanece full weeks, on the sidewalk of one canteen of famous people, ingesting liquor without stopping; "funds in your vice" in those endless "buzz", which concluded with that "Delirius Tremens", frequently visiting the hospital at the end of These deserved vacation.

Meanwhile, Caruso remained by his side, without pronouncing words, without ever renege; took care of what I wanted acercársele any dared not slept one dog, not eating, was there no matter the cold or hunger, without anything in return claim .

Upon his return humans to their daily work, the dog was there, beside him, moving her tail happily, ready to accompany him where to cut coffee, cotton, sugarcane, who was an expert in offices Rafael.

They say that there was never a gesture of complaint, contempt, protest, part of that dog.
Lamía the wounds of his master with compassion, often while waiting in that distant food, which did not seem to arrive.

One day Rafael sick, cared that the animal remained faithful to his side if she went out she was for their physiological needs or to hunt rabbits, birds, hares, tacuazines, which led to the neighboring, the load on its snout, to the kitchen for his master, trying to explain the situation, with desperate barking.

When Rafael was lifted, Caruso also seemed happy, visited the neighborhood, moving his tail cheerfully and opening its snout, almost smiled, showing his wet tongue, as a gesture of thanks.

A tragic day for many, Rafael in its large and raw tomatoes, one drank alcohol, which led him to the hospital.
Caruso that old dog, traveled hundreds of kilometers after the ambulance he was driving to Rafael.
He arrived tired with the language outside the hooves on the ground and its tail between legs.

He waited near the hospital, day and night while Rafa recovered.
But Rafael agonizaba desperately.!
Caruso spider cold walls, trying to reach the window which was the fourth witness to the suffering of his master.

More cold night and dark, moonless death around the place.
Caruso began to howl desperately.
Rafael did not win the battle, his liver and stomach not resisted the cruel poisoning.

The funeral procession traveled the cobbled streets of the village of Rafael.

Even if you do not create reader friend, why Caruso was among the crowd.
Feelings seemed to surface in his sad eyes of the animal.
That noble dog, had enflaquecido both, then, that his legs were crossed weakly, her skin sticks to their bones, giving it a skeletal appearance regrettable.

It's funeral procession, until the neglected cemetery.
The rain began to fall, were three in the afternoon.
The gravediggers hurry introduced the simple wooden coffin in the grave six feet deep.
The moist soil and rocks fell precipitously on the drawer, making a deafening noise.