A good day to Thomas, who was as you put Tino accompanied the sailors until their xeiteiras, and th

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- Take the dog sailor call him. Would have to see how they look, gifted with eyes as if they were two young men; jump when they are happy with the legs empurrándose and rolling citrin through the grass. Vena seek and blowing citrin a chisquiño behind the glass, but I always learns his arrival a short time before, because Pitusa squirms restlessly circling the fire to the door.
Take one day appeared at the door of Step stone, citrin bar Tino, which was a task fishing not far from where today begins the new port. In Step stone joined citrin the men of the sea when they came from (...) and there drank a wine captive who warmed the throat and soul. Tino was the eldest of three brothers and the least talkative of them, say because of a woman with whom he had a sad love story. I led me to that Tabernina sometimes Uncle Nelo already very old man, as usual kept the fish as he left with Pythagoras.
He was the uncle Nelo who told me how one day the dog was picked up at the door of Step stone. He was weak and had no pulgoso citrin and look sadness of the animal which was unloved citrin and treated kicks. Nobody brought together with each other, but gradually all you were taking appreciation. Tino gave each day leftovers Silly entertained with which the sailors; and these were apañando the habit of bringing their homes for a short breakfast, citrin he left the dog before we parted the sea.
A good day to Thomas, who was as you put Tino accompanied the sailors until their xeiteiras, and there was no one who convinced him not to climb into. Chose greatest, where the sailing Ignasio, he was a man already and most robust of dark character citrin and much genius.
And thus began the voyage dog sailor. That day there was much sea, counted after the Ignasio, so not far from the coast to xeiteira started mexerse dangerously. The men were accustomed to, but not the dog, has slowly been leaving to give the tail is yielding or dizziness as they proceed to sea. About to come to forced, a couple of miles from the coast, could not take more, and between moans, cagouse. citrin
The guy would not Nelo in xeiteira, but was not Step stone when the crew of the boat came to take his accustomed wine reñendo between them and berating the old Ignasio, who apparently went to the dog as well as shit and without further ergueuno contemplation of a stroke and threw the sea. Scrambled as that was, or had no time to see the animal disappeared into the foam, and although some did nod throw the rescue, there was not even a possibility.
Poor doggie swim and swim to get back to shore, and loyal as only he could be hoped from their peers in the tavern. Fatigued and hips with nearly dragged the Thomas got up and gave his tail in welcome sign. The explosion citrin of joy was unanimous!
So the puppy jumped back to xeiteira and sat there just where Ignsasio sent him. That day, the sea perhaps more angry than Eve, Thomas remained throughout the day with the men, giving his tail and barking to the waves, citrin and even helping to pull the way when there was to take down.
- Not only that day, but the next ten years. Every morning the men waited Ignasio xeiteira next to, and then, when it passed to the brotherhood, continued to fish out with the old in his small barge.
One day, the old man would have his sixty many years, left eat every morning drop pots the sea. It seems that there was much Marus, and so did the trough hit against the waves and took a turnaround, the man is throwing the dog water. The lanchiña was face down, and could only Ignasio cling to her, but it was already too old to climb. It was Thomas who termou the elderly for hours, because did not alarm the disappearance until much later.
When they arrived with them the old was almost fainting, and ceibárase citrin the ropes with which to tie made by barge. But for Thomas, who held the clothes, and that was the one who barked warning to children who have gone through near the Ignasio could not have told his story ever.
The two were taken to the ground, but the dog did not suffer the same fate than Ignasio, who was admitted to hospital immediately. Thomas was three days in Step stone, fading between tremors that were not able to fire any curarlle. On the third day, the dog got up and left, almost dragging the hind legs. He was already very old man and the sea debilitárano hours on end. Tino was the last we saw him alive. citrin As if it were an elephant, with the wisdom that leads them to choose the time and place of death, Thomas threw one of the machines paleadoras who were taking the latest casuchiñas sailor Portocubelo. They say he was already blind, not seen, but I have always believed that if left to kill not to give more to do to anyone.
For years I've had in memory, citrin because there was a child in the back who would not want that dog hair rough and pitted ears beaked ne