Funny how I used to feel my life was empty if I didn’t have a big party to go to on a Friday night or some other wild event—a concert or dinner at a hip restaurant. For a good deal of my life an open weekend night was like an indictment that my very existence was boring.
Now, though, nothing makes me happier than to go home on Friday night, figure out with Julee what delivery food to order, watch a movie, read and hang out with my dog, Millie. Especially tonight. Tonight I plan to run home and give her the biggest hug I can.
That’s because someone sent me the below photo and news item a few minutes ago. Check it out. What an incredible creature! If a dog will ever melt your heart…
For the past 6 years, a dog named Capitán has slept on his master’s grave every night. Miguel Guzmán died in 2006 and Capitán disappeared shortly after the family attended the funeral services. They searched everywhere and put out flyers to try and find him. But no one had seen him.
A week later, some people at the cemetery one evening spotted Capitán lying on a grave and contacted the groundskeeper. The cemetery notified the family, who promptly came to pick him up and take him home. But each night he would cry and scratch frantically at the door to go out and wouldn’t return home until morning. Capitán would walk the 3 miles back to the cemetery each night to guard his master’s grave.
Years later, the cemetery gates still do not close until he arrives each night promptly at 6 p.m. He sleeps there all night, guarding the grave, until the groundskeeper opens the gates in the morning.
See what I mean? Excuse me now while I go hug my dog.
Photo Credit: Santiago Berioli/Gentileza la Voz der Interior via the New York Daily News
