Sticky bundle
Pets Make Us Human: The story of Kap, as told by Lora.
It was a couple of days after Christmas. The caretaker of a small property my father owned knocked on our door carrying a small, stinky animal in his hands. It was a pup, abandoned by his mother or their human. From the looks of it he was probably left to die there. He was skinny, his bones were sticking out and he could barely open his eyes. My parents didn’t want to take him in but it was too late: I had fallen in love.
I nursed him back to health, bottle feeding him milk and giving him crushed dog food until he could get enough strength to eat on his own. He grew to be a strong and lovely dog. He was always jolly and seemed grateful everyday for the life he had. Five years ago, I went through a tumultuous time. I would go home in tears and Kap would sit beside me silently at night, sharing my pain. Some days I would find him limping. My mother used to say that it was his way of carrying my burdens for me.
Kap passed away in 2006. He left almost as quietly as he arrived. I took care of several dogs after he passed, and one of them looks eerily like him. That dog is still with me now, a constant reminder of my canine friend.
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