"Krasivaia" Rita
As we were the only "owners" of a Pug in our department,we decided to
go to Dogshows...My mother,my daughter ,me and Aiki used to spend most of
the weekends,especially during the Summer,going with our friends from the
Kennel Club to have fun participating in all sorts of "competitions' or simply
enjoying the shows.Of course,Aiki won lots of trophies because she was,at
that time,the only Pug...One day,just before leaving the stade where the
show took place,my mother pointed toward something lying on the ground and
she wasn't sure if it was a piece of fur or an animal.It was...the shadow
of a dog....a living skelleton...skin and bones...a Borzoi....Apparently
some guys from another Club wanted to sell her...because she couldn't
reproduce...they just found her !!!! and tryed to make her have puppies....So,
if she couldn't then...she doesn't deserve more than a piece of dryed bred...just
to keep her alive..until some nuts people would take her.Well...God works
in misterious ways....My mother was
there...This
happened in the early Summer of 1989.At that time,e already had Aiki and
Ira...And we took her..."for a while".We didn't know that " that little while'
will last until March 1992 when she went over the rainbow....The first thing
she did when she entered in our appartment( after a trip by train with us
and the other two little fellows,returning from the Dogshow) she just stopped
in the middle of the hallway and waited.She didn't move until I called her
in the kitchen to feed the "pack".She was so shy,so quiet,so calm at home.
She never ever bugged the little ones or anybody else.She barked very
rarely.But...she got very strict and '"serious" when Aiki or Ira barked too
much.Then she used to chase them,a bit, not too much because she had
arthritis.The photo above shows you how she looked in September 1989.Can
you imagine how she looked in June 1989??? Well,when we realised that we
are going to be her only possible family,we promised her that nowbody will
ever harm her again and that she will never again be adandonned.We kept our
promises.When we left Romania,we were three human beings and three canine
beings.Of corse she was old...she was sick ( ovarian cancer) and we knew
that she will not be with us for too long.But,we tryed to make her last years
enjoyable.She had all our love and she gave us her own. She used to follow
the little ones to great me when I returned home from my office,she waited
for them to be first in line for kisses,then she use to,rather climb up on
me instead of jumping.Sometimes she touched my forehead with her cold nose
and looked deeply into my eyes as if she wanted to tell me how much she loved
me.One morning,in March 1992,she came to my bed and touched my forehead.It
was about 6am,then she went on the balcony and came back to her bed,next
to mine.I heard a howl and then ..Silence.She was gone.Just like that...We
were in Lausanne at that time...her ashes are with
us.
An wonderful
creature...humble...quiet...obedient,without any trainig from us.She learned
how our family functions in a couple of minutes.As i said in the other pages,in
our home the dogs were allowed everywhere and she loved to sleep in my bed.So
did I.You can see her in the picture to the left.Compare to the 1989
photo..
Here
you can see my daughter,Georgiana taking Rita for a walk and a play in a
field,in Switzerland.Georgiana was so found of Rita.not only because she,as
a little girl could mannage to "control" a big dog,but mostly because
she knew how much this poor soul has suffered and because Georgiana simply,loves
dogs.
here she
is,in Romania ,with Ira,Aiki and Rita on the hills close to our town .And
here's me with "Maia Krasivaia" Rita ( my beautiful - in Russian - Borzoi
is Russian,isn't it
?).
She was
sent to us...she was called back...I hope that one day...they will all be
waiting for me...Each time I learn about an abandonned dog,or an abused one,I
cannot stop thanking God for the Mercy He had sending us those wonderful
beings to live with us in respect and loving care ,like real family.I miss
her deeply.We miss them all.But as life must go on,there so many dogs who
need help.And in their loving memory,my daughter and I decided to keep "
the flamme" alive.There will always be dogs in our
lives.
This armchair was the most envied place in Lausanne.Simply
because I watched TV sitting there...so...whenever it was " empty"..there
was kind of a competition...who gets firts on "mammy's armchair".She always
won.Why ?I let you guess...I add a picture which my daughter loves the
most
..hugging Rita
in front of our appartment building in Romania...As time goes by, I understand
that,no matter how many dogs there will be in our life,each and everyone
will have a special place in our thoughts and heart...and in the same
time...there is an "universal dog spirit" present in all of them, regardless
of their size or breed...There is a misterious and invisible spiritual energy
which emanates from their being and creates this strong and, maybe strange,bond
between (some of ) us and dogs...This is one of resons I gave up "judging"...I
cannot look at a dog and say: OK...the angle of your joints is not...so an
so...or,your coat is darker then the standard....That seemed absurd for me...lets
have agility,Winter games,Summer games...it's much more fun and
healthier...
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