Somewhere in the darkness you took me, you dragged me through the hedges and mire, you made me think we were going somewhere, and yet all along you were deserting me. Its not as if you ever loved me, not really really loved me. For the mere scraps of food we fought for when you remembered us, didnt feel much like what Ive heard love to be. 

The times my belly ached, longing for food.. Has that happened to you sr.galguero? Thing is, I recall, being in a box on wheels and watching you eat and drink, while we scorched ourselves in the mornings heat. 

So we left behind the ones in the hovel, and I wondered where You were taking me. 

Theres a smell of death in the air sr.galguero..can you smell it? For I don't like it.

 

We reach the barrier of a place with dogs, all shapes and sizes. A big fence, but that doesn't seem to bother you, you have been here before. You say youre doing me a favour, but I sure am nervous, and cant do anything but just do as you tell me. 

You lift me up, painstakingly so and lob me over the fence. Into the mire of dogs and beds. I don't understand. You wander of, job done. Bye Sr.galguero, goodbye.

 

 

The day breaks and Maria comes, thats her name. Starting her tasks of caring for her dogs, kinda new I see. Never seen this before. I look cautiously from inside the kennel and braveness edges me out. She spots me standing there, helpless. Another she says, oh Lord help us. For I cannot stay here.. I WILL BE ROBBED. ONE MANS RUBBISH IS ANOTHERS GOLD.. UNTIL DOOMED OTHERWISE. 

She kindly takes me home, bathes me and rids me of these awful eating and itchy bugs that have been my friends since forever. 

She informs Charl, and she says thats where Im going. To finca 112 carlota galgos. Where she tellls me I will learn to be me, to be free, and. Helped and loved forever more. One day a family will come there for me, but that she said I will understand more about as time goes by. 

Im painfully thin, tired and weak. Each bone in my body speaks volummes.. Starved! I am a mere shadow of a galgo ... One hungry for love, food and life. 

Vets visit Monday and then wait for Charls ok for me to go there. Recuperation is a must for me. I am shattered in body and on spirit. 

 

WORDS BY CHARLOTTE