No todos los compañeros llegan para hacerte la vida más fácil.
Algunos simplemente llegan para asegurarse de que no tengas que enfrentarla solo. 🐕❤️
¿Lo llamarías lealtad?
This was filmed last Monday morning at Veterinary Clinic in Richmond, Virginia.
The officer is Sergeant Paul Greer. He's 44 years old with the Richmond Police Department.
The dog is a nine-year-old German Shepherd named Kodak. Paul's K9 partner for eight years.
Paul and Kodak were paired when Kodak was fourteen months old. They went through sixteen weeks of handler training together in Chesterfield County. They worked patrol, search operations, and community events together for eight consecutive years. Paul estimates they logged more than eleven thousand hours on duty together.
Kodak retired from active service fourteen months ago when his health began declining. He went home with Paul, as K9 partners typically do when they retire. Paul converted the back bedroom into a dog room. Kodak slept on a memory foam bed beside Paul's side of the bed.
Over the past several months, Kodak's condition worsened gradually. His mobility declined. His appetite became inconsistent. Paul's veterinarian, Dr. Sarah Malone, had been monitoring Kodak carefully through regular visits and was honest with Paul each time about what she was seeing.
Last Sunday evening, Paul sat with Kodak on the back porch for a long time. He called Dr. Malone afterward.
The appointment was Monday morning at nine.
Paul wore his uniform. He told his wife he wasn't sure why, exactly. It just felt right. Like Kodak had always known him in it. Dr. Malone and her technician gave Paul as much time as he needed. He sat on the clinic floor with Kodak in his arms for a long time before Dr. Malone prepared anything.
Paul's wife stood in the corner filming quietly. She knew Paul would want to remember it.
Paul was holding Kodak close, talking to him quietly, when Kodak did something that made everyone in the room go still.
Kodak lifted both front paws. Slowly. With great effort. And placed them on Paul's shoulders.
He held on.
Paul pulled Kodak closer and pressed his face into Kodak's neck. Neither of them moved.
Dr. Malone paused. Stood completely still. Her technician stepped back.
The room was completely quiet.
Paul stayed there holding Kodak for a long time after that.
Dr. Malone told us: "In twenty-two years of practice, I have never paused during a procedure. I paused Monday morning. That dog raised those paws with everything he had left. That was not a reflex. That was a goodbye. And I wasn't going to rush it."
Paul's department honored Kodak with a formal tribute on Tuesday. A post on the department's community page has been shared over forty thousand times.
Paul told the department chaplain: "Eight years on the street together. Through everything. And at the very end, when he could barely move, he lifted his paws and held on. He was telling me it was okay.
That we were okay. I'll carry that for the rest of my life."
*Some partnerships are bigger than the job. Some goodbyes carry more love than any words ever could.”
Three lives lay buried beneath the mud for nearly three days, and after all that, the mother dog broke down in tears after being rescued ��✨
After heavy rains in Kerala, India, a minor landslide occurred near a residential area. Local people heard a faint whimper but could not work out where it was coming from.
The rain gradually eased, but the sound continued. Unwilling to ignore it, they began digging around the place where the cries seemed to be coming from and discovered a mother dog buried in the mud, with two newborn puppies beside her.
The three of them are believed to have been trapped for nearly three days without food or water. The puppies were trembling, their bodies covered in mud, while the mother remained trapped and unable to free herself.
The rescuers quickly brought them out. They washed the mud from the two puppies, dried them with towels and wrapped them in cloth to keep them warm.
Immediately after being rescued, the mother dog broke down in tears. She stood close to her puppies, watching as they were cleaned and kept warm, while her faint cries could still be heard.
No one can know exactly what the mother dog was feeling. But after nearly three days trapped in the mud, perhaps those cries were a mixture of stress, exhaustion and relief that she and her puppies had finally escaped the danger.
What is particularly striking is that the two puppies were still beside her. After days of being unable to free herself, the mother could now see her puppies being cared for and have them right beside her.
The people then built a small temporary shelter for the three of them beneath a telephone pole, giving them a place to stay and protecting them from the cold rain. They brought them food and water and continued caring for all three until they gradually recovered.
What still puzzled those who witnessed the rescue was how the three dogs had managed to survive beneath the mud for so long. There is not enough information to know exactly what allowed them to remain alive in those conditions.
But one thing is clear: without those cries, the people might never have known that a small family was trapped beneath the mud.
For an animal buried underground, making a sound may be one of the few ways it can signal that it is still alive. People do not need to understand exactly what that sound means to recognise that there is a living creature beneath the mud that needs to be found.
Natural disasters do not threaten only people. When landslides occur, water rises or shelters are destroyed, animals can also become trapped, lose their homes, become separated from those they depend on, or be unable to find food and water.
Rescuing an animal in such circumstances is therefore more than an act of compassion. It shows that people can extend their sense of responsibility to the other living creatures that share the same environment.
A society is judged not only by how it protects its most vulnerable people, but also by how it treats creatures that cannot speak for themselves. People cannot prevent natural disasters from happening, but they can still decide what to do when living beings are left in danger afterwards.
Perhaps the most memorable part of this story is that three lives survived because a very small cry was heard.
Lo ataron, lo metieron en un saco y lo abandonaron a su suerte… 💔🐶
Pero un hombre de buen corazón lo encontró a tiempo, lo liberó y le dio una segunda oportunidad. ❤️
Aún existe la humanidad. 🙏
For 20 years, Steve Ginther took a photo of his cat Dublin every year, from a tiny kitten in 2006 to age 20 in 2026.
Reaching 20 is exceptionally rare for a cat, making the series a touching record of an entire lifetime together. ❤️🐈⬛
@clauzzen@Reactor105 Al descubrir algunos grupos que no conocia y canciones que ya tenia en el olvido por tanto tiempo sin escucharlas fue inevitable que llegara un olor a naftalina y me empezara a doler la rodilla
😁 😁 😁
He didn’t understand why the car ride ended at a shelter.
He didn’t understand why his person walked away.
All he knew was… they weren’t coming back.
He pressed his head against the cold floor, eyes full of confusion and heartbreak.
Every time someone passed his kennel, he lifted his head hoping it was them.
But the door never opened.
He wasn’t aggressive.
He wasn’t “broken.”
He was devoted… and devastated.
Dogs don’t just miss their owners.
They grieve them like family.
Because that’s what we are to them.
Please…
If you ever decide to bring a dog into your life, remember:
To them, it’s forever. 💔
@clauzzen@Reactor105@MikeRauda Recuerdo que hace años dentro de las Instalaciones del metro de CDMX habian standn's donde vendian libros a muy buen precio,
de ahi compre varios para ampliar la biblioteca,
entre ellos el libro de Herman Hesse "Cuentos Maravillosos" que hace años te regale mi querida Clauzz
@clauzzen@Reactor105@MikeRauda Mi primer libro de Lovecraft fue " El museo de los Horrores" a los 14 años,
realmente fue tan angustiante lo descriptivo del relato que hasta tuve pesadillas por varios dias,
creo que me fue peor que cuando vi la pelicula del Exorcista cuando tenia 7 años.
😬 😬 😬
EL AMOR MÁS FIEL NO NECESITA PALABRAS
Peludito no quiso dejar sola a su dueña. Se acomodó a su lado y apoyó su cabeza sobre el hombro de ella, como diciéndole: “Aquí estoy, no te voy a dejar.” 🥹🐾