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The Sea – Part 1
The wind of the sea hit on my nose, getting into my lungs, feels me with yearning to things that never come back again, tearing me from the inside.
I ride my bikes between the people that are walking on the walkway, see kissing couples and each kiss is tearing me more and more.
The family's that walk on the wooden walkway with the little children's between their legs, feel their harts with joy made me feel the big missing of my life.
I continued to ride on my bike while the sadness and tears suffocate my throat.
After a while I couldn't handle it anymore so I stopped and put the bike near me, I stood against the fence and looked to the sea, letting the tears go down without me stopping them, hopping that no one will see me standing like that in the corner, crying until my breath is gone.
I knew that this daily round is finishing me every day again and again, but from some reason I had to do it each day for the last months to keep me sane, the sea small remind me of her and gave me the feeling that she is near me even thought she was in a far away country.
I pull out a towel from my beg and wipe my face, it took me a few days to realize that I must take one and a bottle of water with me every time I go to the ride so I can cool down from these outburst of emotions that strangle my throat each time I went out to the sea.
I took my bikes and set on bench keep looking on the couples around me, look of love in their eyes, like the world belongs to them. The person who said "The world belongs to the lavers" was right, because without love we are only live in the world passing time, love is the one that give life the rezone to live.
I look on the railing, the same railing that we both lean on in our daily walk, smelling the sea smell mixed with our body smell when we hug and kiss, leaning on the beloved railing, while the sea wave drops smashed on the side of the pier and then on us, making our kisses salty while the fall on our hot lips.
I got on my bike again to complete my round, notice this time to all the lonely people who walk on the walkway.
Here is old Mr. Berman who lost his wife five years ago, walking slowly and look on everyone, try to smile to them, get attention for a few minutes. I talk to him from time to time, a lonely interesting man, his children's come visit him from the north only few times a year, the rest of the time they only talk on the phone with him once a week.
His friends are all past away now and his wife was the only thing that made him smile in the last years until she gone too, since then he tries to maintain his day in order to keep his sanity.
Every time I talk with him, I can't help thinking if when I get to his age I will be like him, alone, without someone to love, looking for myself until death will redeem me from this world.
Near me there were another couple. Looked like in their 30Th, near them was a little puppy, trying to get their attention and getting a little pet once in a while and then run like crazy from happiness and come back to them again to get is assurance and safety that they are not going to abandon him, he has the need for love too, like all of us.
It happen three months ago when she told me that it is over and that she is flying abroad to look for her luck, she didn’t even asked me if I want to go with her, it wasn't even an option, she decided that this is the end and there is nothing to talk about it, not giving me a real rezone for it.
When we broke up in the airport a few days later, she left me with three words and turn around, "I love you" and then she disappeared throw the terminals doors, without waiting to my answer, don't know of my love to her.
She left me alone, not knowing if she ever coming back, without a number or address that I could get in touch with her.
The emptiness inside me couldn't fill up after she left, I was a broken man that function only to survive nothing more than this.
At my work people didn't understand what is happen and why my face where down, I didn't try to explain, I hoped that I could overcome it soon.
The waves got higher when the wind got stronger, making their sound, remind me wonderful days of sitting together watching the sunset.
I stopped my bike again, sitting on another bench, watch the sun going down to the sea.
In the background I watched an older couple that also stop, holding hands, getting closer slow like someone who know that nobody is going to run away, their lips get close and kiss correlated one another, gently, love is breaking out from them and around them the glowing of the sun like an aura make me feel like I look on two gods mixing together in a magic moment.
Near the play ground there is a young couple, in their 20TH, playing in a fake battle game, the girl hit the boy with her little fists and he is laughing and enjoy when her fist pet his shoulder. At the end he catch her and wrapped her in his arms and kiss her on the neck while she is laughing, happy, you can see that they are only in the first step of relationship, happy, not knowing of the bad side of life, full of sweep away love.
The sun reached to the sea level, putting her bright light around, saying goodbye from another day in this side of the round world, going to bright with her warmth another place of the world.
While she started to disappear completely, I felt that she is taking from me another day of hurting thought.
"You are always here at this hour", I suddenly heard a gentle voice near me, can't understand how I didn't notice when she get close to me.
I turn to her, examine her with my eyes, she was cute, her black hair reach to her shoulders, her blue big eyes looked at me in a waiting look, in her hands she held a red bike and on her body was a safety measures, her helmet were on the bike bayonet.
"Yes, I love the sunset", I answered, not knowing what to say, "How do you know I am always here?", I asked wondering.
"Because I am always here too", she answered directly.
"Stupid question", I said with a silly smile, understanding that this is the longest talk that I ever talk to a girl in the last months beside work talks.
She smile at me and asked, "Are you not going to ask me to sit with you?" , her eyes looked at me in a teasing way.
"It's a free country", I answered smiling, waving my hand with a gentleman's gesture to the wooden bench.
"Well, if you are not asking I will tell you anyway, my name is Danit", she suddenly told me, leaving me blush, I certainly lost my smooth talking sense, I used to be good with it in the past.
"Hello Danit, I am Oren", I gave her my hand, trying to get out from this with some respect.
"Why are you always here?", she asked without thinking of my privacy and maybe I want to keep my reasons to myself.
"Are you following me?", I asked smiling, hopping that she won't be offended by me.
"If you want to know the truth, then yes, I am, for two weeks now", she surprised me.
"Why?", I asked surprise, don't know what to think.
"It is very simple, I was wondering what is the story behind the sad look in your eyes", she answers very softly.
"What do you think?", I asked quietly.
"I think you feel lonely", she read my minds.
"Is it so obvious?"
"For someone who feels like you? Sure", she answered, looking deep in my eyes to see if her word do something to me.
"Why do you feel this way?", I couldn't stop myself from asking.
"I broke up from my boyfriend a while ago and since then I can't communicate with nobody", she answered don't trying to cover anything.
"So what do you do here?", I stammered, barely breading.
"Somehow I felt safe with you, like you are in a same situation", she whisper to me, taking her eyes down, afraid to hurt me.
"You are right, I am in a same situation, I feel broken like there is no future anymore", I said.
"What do you think about helping each other?", she mumble, "We meet and talk, I feel safe with you like I can tell you anything, I can't explain it".
"I am feeling it too", I said without even thinking, suddenly understand that this is right, this girl that came from nowhere make me feel good.
"so, do we meet here tomorrow at the same hour?", she asked with a little smile that starts to shine on her lips.
"It's a date, but you must let me escort you home today", I said with a burst of confidence that I thought I lost forever until now.
"No problem, but we have to move now" she answer smiling, happy that I suggested it.
"O.K, come on, let's go", I said, happy for the opportunity to be with her some more time.
We ride on our bikes one beside the other, riding slow like all the couples around us, I felt good for the first time since a long months, I was wondering how a feeling can change in seconds.
The kissing couples around me made me feel good with myself, I start to feel that the world is smiling to me again.
Danit looked at me with a big smile on her face.
"What happen?", I asked her.
"You look like you got new energy into your body, you look glowing"
"It's probably you", I said, see that her smile is getting bigger.
"You feel it too, right?", she suddenly asked me.
"Feel what?", I asked, but I thought I understand what she meant.
"The special bond between us, like we know each other for years".
I stopped my bike.
Danit looked at me, don't understandings, coming back, the knowledge spread on her face.
I put my bike aside and went to the wooden rail looked to the sea.
Danit came from behind and join me her hand holding my back.
I turned to her, put my hand on her face, patting her gently, feel her put her chick close to my hand.
I got close to her with my lips, feeling the salty water drops on them.
Our lips got close slowly to a gentle, slow, hypnotic, kiss, knowing that we have all the time in world, that we made for love, the moon is shining on us in his pail light making her face look like a dream angel.
Danit hold me tighter, refusing to let go, feeling the magic between us, that one special thing who connect two people to one without anyone can explain it.
"I always want to stay like this" , she mumbled to me, burying her face in my chest.
I kiss her on the top of her head, feel again feeling that I thought I will never feel again bursting out in new intensity.
"Me too", I told her, "me too…"
Around us the family's keep on going, happy, other couples walked with hands together, kissing from time to time.
This time we were part of them, we walked with our bikes in our hands beside us.
I felt like on top of the world.
Old Mr. Berman wave at me from one of the coffee tables, beside him there were an older woman, laughing at him.
How pretty love is….
The sea – Part 2
I loved to walk in the streets at night, walking from one bar to another, go in, drink beer, look at the girls and continue to the next bar.
The war was already started and the German soldiers were every ware, making us feel strangers in our own home.
I went into the third bar that evening, ordering my usual beer, set near the bar scouting around.
The Germans cover half of the tables, making noise, making it hard to hear the singer that sang in Polish.
Three chairs from me I saw her, beautiful, long blond hair and her blue eyes like the sea looking at me in curious look, like she waiting for me to speak to her.
I raise my glass toward her, smiling.
She smiled back to me, showing me with her hand to the chair next to her.
I understood the hint and set near her.
“Can I order you to a drink?”, I asked, even though I knew that I don’t have much money in my wallet, finding work these days wasn’t easy, the Polish didn’t like giving the Jew’s work in this time, the only work that I could still get is taking out the garbage.
“I will be happy”, she answered with a smile, “I just don’t want that one of them will come here”, she said, nodding with her head to the soldiers.
It wasn’t a secret that they grab girls from time to time and rape them, knowing that there is no one who can stop them.
“They won’t get close as long as I am with you”, I said with a confident voice, knowing in my heart that nothing is sure.
“I am Hanna”, she introduce her self, giving me her hand.
“Zvi”, I said and kiss her hand.
“Nice to meet you Zvi”
“My pleasure too”, I answer with a big smile on my face.
We continued talking till the small hours of the night and finely I escort her to her home.
We schedule to meet the next day.
In the evening while I was walking to Hanna’s house, I saw around me the German activity increase, tanks and army patrol cars was driving in the streets giving people a bad feeling.
“Hello”’ she said to me.
“Hi, lets move from here before they start bothering us”, I rush her, trying to get into one of the lighted bar as soon as possible.
“I think that next time we should meet in day light”, she suddenly said.
“You are probably right”, I agreed.
In the weeks later we met on day light and sometimes we finished the evening in the home of one of us, together.
A short time later the Germans started with a curfew time, so we schedule in advance where are going to spend the night.
The money was spending fast and it got harder more and more to find work, at the end I started to work in evacuation of body’s that were on the street every morning, at this time the Germans didn’t try to hide anything no more.
“Hanna, the situation is turning to be very hard, we must try to get out of here”, I tried to convince her to get out from Poland with me.
“I can’t leave, all my family is here”, was her permanent answer.
I didn’t have much to answer, I was an orphan from a very young age and didn’t had any family to keep me there.
“Hanna, I love you, run with me so we can make a family, maybe your family will come with us?”, I tried to convince again.
“I am sorry Zvi, but they are to old, we stay here”.
A short time later the Germans started to group all the Jew’s into ghettos, Hanna and her family was taken into one and I was taken into other.
I started to pull strings that I had and with some bribe I manage to move to Hanna’s ghetto.
It was obvious now that we can’t move out from Poland easily, the Germans killed anyone that tried to run away.
They started to send people to killing camps, first in small groups and after that in quantity’s that become higher and higher.
Despite all my affords to convince Hanna to try and run away, she insisted to stay with her family, because of the great love between us I couldn’t abandon and stayed with them.
The living conditions was awful, there were nothing to eat and sometimes I escape through a hole in the fence and stole food from the nearby Polish market, putting my life in risk for a peace of bread that I shared with Hanna’s family.
Days went by and the horrible day arrived, Hanna and her family chosen by the German to move out from the ghetto. I wasn’t on the list as part of the family so they didn’t took me and didn’t let me go with them since I was a strong young man that was good for hard works.
That was the last time I saw Hanna and her family…
After the war I tried to locate them, but the mess was too big and you couldn’t know who is survive and who didn’t make it to the end.
When I got the chance to go to Israel I took it with a big pain in my heart.
“Hello, my name is Zvi”, I told to the skinny woman that welcomes me in the Kibbutz.
“Hello, my name is Ruti and I am in charge of all the new comers”, the woman answered with a big smile.
“So where am I going?”, I asked confused.
“You go to the warehouse to get some cloth, then you go to the office where they will tell you in which tent your are staying and what is your work schedule for tomorrow…”, Said Ruti.
In some point I stopped listen to her and looked on her black smiling eyes, on her joy of living, on her healthy hair and skin, then I realized that there been a long time since I saw someone that he is really happy, someone that never saw suffering like we had and can’t really understand what has happened.
Life in the Kibbutz made me strong again, my muscle got stronger and big, the hard work helped me get my straight back, but it wasn’t only the work, Ruti was the main factor, she was the rezone I wanted to live again.
I loved Ruti allot, but I never stopped thinking about Hanna. Every time I met a new immigrant from Poland I asked him if he know something on her family, but I never got and positive answer from anyone.
Year past and Ruti and I got married and had a family of our own. We had two children’s and we decided to leave the Kibbutz and move to the big city, Tel-Aviv.
After a few more years I located someone who confirm to me the worst of all, Hanna family was gone in the holocaust. About what happened to Hanna no one knew to tell me.
Our children’s grow up and leave home, move to the far north, Ruti and I left alone in Tel-Aviv, visiting them from time to time in the weekends.
I had a job in a lawyer company, a trade I learned over the years, I had a good salary and my wife, Ruti, worked as an helper in a kinder garden, work that she loved very much.
We love to walk on the sea walkway, smell the sea and see the waves splashing against the pier.
I always thought to myself if Hanna sees the sea in a far country, thinking of me.
Those thought always made miss her, but then I looked at my wife and thank God for giving me her and the children’s.
Five years ago my wife had past away, again I was left alone without a partner for lie.
My children’s are barely come to visit me and my travel to them became hard for me so I do it less and less each year because of the distance.
Almost all my friends who I use to hang with are gone because of their age and I was left with are my walks on the sea walkway.
Once in a while I meet people who are ready to listen to stories of an old man and made me feel like an impartment man again, one of them is my young friend, Oren, who rides on his bike every day in the time I take my walk.
This guy was left by his girlfriend that fly to another country, leaving him behind. Since then he is very sad, I really hope he will find love again, he is young and got a good chance for that.
“Hi Mr. Berman”, Oren called to me.
“Hi Oren, how are you?”, I asked waving my hand.
“In the end all will be good”, he smiled at me and carry on in his way.
“A good boy”, I thought to my self with a smile.
After a few meters I decides to stop and look to the sea.
Near to the rail there were an elder woman with her back to me, something in the way she stood was familiar, but I couldn’t tell what it was.
I stood near her looking at the sea, peeking to her side.
She turn to me with a sad smile on her face.
“Is everything all right?”, I asked, look into her wet eyes, my heart missing a bit, her eyes was blue and amazing, just as day I saw her for the first time.
“Not really”, she said, looking down.
“Hanna…?”, I asked in a tremble voice, not believing to my eyes.
She peek up her head, looking at me, trying to understand if she know me, I change so much over the years, “Yes, do we know each other?”, she asked and suddenly she said, “Zvi? Is that You?”
I nod my head, can’t speak, I put my hand on her old aching face, patting every wrinkled with love, looked into her eyes, feel my body weakening, losing his balance.
Hanna fell into my arms, hugging me, crying onto my chest, her body shaking, “Zvi, is really you? I thought you are d…”, she stopped in the middle of the sentence, can’t say it all.
“I know, me too”, I mumbled, holding her, refusing to let go again, “I looked for you for so many years”, I finely manage to say a whole sentence.
“What happened? Why did you cry?”, I asked.
“I lost all my family in the holocaust…”, she started.
“Yes, I know, I heard about it”, I said quietly.
“Today is the day when they separated from me, since then I never seen them again”, she added and start crying again.
“Today is the day that we are getting a second chance”, I said with a confident voice, “Your family is taking care of us”, I added, feeling my energy coming back to me like I was young again.
Hanna raised her eyes to me, a smile started to grow on her face, “They sent you to me, I am sure of that”, she suddenly said.
We went to one of the coffee shops and set near one of the tables, Hanna started to smile to me and I thought how life can surprise us sometimes.
From far I could see Oren holding his bike next to him and from his other side walk a sweet girl, her bike next to her too.
I waved to him with a smile, he returned me a wave too with a big smile on his face, I suppose that love have that affect on people…
The Sea – Part 3
It all started a year ago, my mother gave birth to me along with five brothers and sisters.
It could be wonderful, if delivery was planned in advance, but the truth is that mother met someone some day and from that afternoon visit she became pregnant.
At first we were small and not been too much of a mess so mother's parents agreed to hold us together, but after a month we started to run wild and the good life over ...
To their benefit I can tell they tried to find families for us over two weeks even took us to the market and tried to offer us to peoples, but no one wanted us and we all returned home.
After that day mother understood that we are in trouble and tried to quiet us as much as possible in order not to disturb, but who really can come down six small poodles who want to play all the time?
After these two weeks of attempts, we reached the pound dogs...
"Look, fresh meat arrived, a Great Dane dog barked all occupants of the pound dogs.
"Welcome", the dogs barked at us all.
I looked around, I saw them, some wounded, some neglected, dirty fur, thin.
Here and there were several dogs that looked in good shape yet, but the vast majority was not.
They threw us together in a small paddock, it was with a few puppies inside, howling voice told us how much they miss their mothers and how they feel alone.
They told us about the people who come and watch the big dogs, but in the end if they take someone's it only the puppies, I realized we still have hope.
First night out...
"Hey ," approached me a little Dalmatian puppy.
"Hey", I raised my head slightly and sniffing it.
"It's hard for you to sleep huh?" , He asked, his voice was full of sympathy.
"Yes", I replied, looking around seeing the older dogs huddled together, a strange quiet was in the pen, after all the people gone the dogs were tired from the day and they just wanted to sleep.
"The situation here is not good", said my new friend.
"Why?", I asked.
"The people who keep this place are out of money, they should close the place soon," he replied sadly.
"And what about everyone ... we all", I quickly corrected myself.
"If we can not get out of here on time they will do to us what they do to the big dogs that are here over a month, they'll kill us", he muttered, looking at me apprehensively to see my reaction.
"Kill", I do not understand.
"Yes, they have no place here, if anyone is here for a long time he catches place for a dog might have a chance to find a house, so they killed him and put someone else", taught me the facts of life the cruelty of the place.
"Are you sure?", I do not believe.
"Look tomorrow, it is the turn of Goliath, the Dane who welcome you ", he said, looking at me with sad, "he actually was a good friend to us all", he added lowers his head.
We were silent, there was nothing more to add, life seemed black as hell.
The little Dalmatian and I curled into each other and heated the painful area.
The next morning arrived to the pound dogs, one employee approached Goliath's cage, put a belt around his neck and took him away.
Goliath raised his head and walked upright and proud, brings out his thin chest as much as he could.
He came to the clinic door with the employee that all the way gently stroked his head, looking at him lovingly, feeling the pangs of conscience that pass through in him every step he took the proud dog to the place there is no return from.
Suddenly all the dogs began to whimper deep wail, the pound roared loud explosions, I joined my voice to the small, additional infants also joined the loud chorus.
Goliath stopped before the door, poor employee who was not prepared for it almost fell down while the giant dog turned back to look at all of us.
"Thank you friends", he said suddenly, "You do not know how much you matter to me."
The employee understood that Goliath speaks to us, waited for him patiently to finish.
"I just wanted to tell you, I've lived most of my life with love and joy, I hope you all will get a little chance to get at least part of what I got, I hope that you will not cry after me a lot, remember that I was going to meet my owner where I am going", the proud Danish looked at us one last look and turned back to the stunned employee, who did not understand how the big dog was able to quiet the corral.
They entered through the door while our howls tore the air again.
"It's over?" I asked after a while the little Dalmatian.
"I think so", replied quietly from where he lay on the dirty floor.
Clinic door suddenly opened and out of two employees.
"I tell you Yuval just crazy", said one.
"I agree one hundred percent", replied the other", " The dog was talking to other dogs, you can not kill him, he's human ", imitated the voice of the employee's Yuval.
"He just has a good heart, not nice to laugh at him," said the first employee in anger.
"Actually you're right, he saved one of the dogs here, one that nobody wanted," agreed his friend.
I raised my head, "Yuval is the employee who took the Goliath in", I thought, "Could it be?"
"Goliath," I barked loudly, "Are you there?"
My voice was too weak to reach the clinic, but the other dogs caught what I was trying to do and we all shouted together again.
"Goliath, Goliath, Goliath ..."
We set a level of noise that was terrible, finally the door of the clinic's opened and Yuval head peeked out, he saw the commotion and called two friends.
"Come, see now what I meant"
They came running and stood beside him looking at us and our suddenly madness.
Yuval came to the clinic again and after a few seconds went out with a strap in his hand, "Come", called into the clinic.
Goliath came out, all shiny from the washing he just hadt, fur combing through a thorough cleaning, it's hard to believe that was the dirty dog before entering inside.
We jump from joy when we saw him come out alive, I was not mistaken I thought, Yuval really saved him.
Yuval suddenly said to Goliath, "Look at them, talk to your friends and make them relax."
Goliath raised his eyes and looked at the soft eyes of Yuval, rescuer, then turned to us and said calmly, "Friends, Give respect to the one that adopted me, for me", he asked.
"Good luck friend and have a good life!", We wished him in silence, giving his new master its proper respect near his friends, knowing that we too have feelings and respect for those who shows respect for us, we knew that for Yuval we will be ready to do everything.
The hush pen could be cut with a knife.
Yuval's friends looked at him with a look not believe, for all the years in the pen has never been so quiet.
"What you say now?", He asked them out victorious.
"You have an amazing dog," said one.
"It's not just my dog, you do not understand? It all, they talk to each other, they understand us, when are you going to get it?"
They watched him shake their heads in silence, understand how their job makes them no choice to be both good and bad guys trying to save one of the dogs when the time is over.
Tears in their eyes and we joined them with a quiet howl of identification.
The days passed, some members of the puppies have already found homes as well as my brothers and sisters, I was the last remaining of my family, I was happy about it, because I knew everyone was safe, and I would not have to live with the island of knowledge of what happened to them.
I already accept that people's come to pick me in their arms and then take someone else's home.
The last time it was my friend the Dalmatian and I was glad for him when a child comes a select him immediately, saying that he wants only him, it seemed to me that he would be happy with the family that took him.
She arrived in the afternoon, her long hair pulled my eyes immediately, as she approached I saw her sad eyes and I knew that nothing would make me happy more then making her smile, I'm sure she have a pretty smile.
She looked at the various cages and I saw her disappointed, the cage of puppies was at the end of the pound in purpose to anyone who comes in will give a fair chance to the older dogs before seeing the puppies.
I was already supposed to move to the adult's cages, my age was already four months and almost reached maximum size, but apparently the employees decided that since I am small by nature, it is better to leave me with the puppies, maybe someone will take me away anyway.
She came to our cage and I decided this time I was trying all my tricks to get it.
When she got to the cage and looked inside, I ran to the fence and stood on two hind legs, rising up towards her, I smiled at her canine smile, hope she understand I liked her, I realized that people like to have such exercises.
She looked at me, do not understand why I do it for her, I knew I was in the right direction.
She started to turn around when I was still on two hind legs, an exercise that taught me one of the dogs that was with me in the cell during the period.
I thought I made it, but suddenly she turned and quickly walked toward the office.
I was disappointed and put my head in despair on both front paws.
After several minutes she came back from the office, accompanied by Yuval and Goliath which became part of the team's pen and told us all the time what happens inside.
The three came to my pen, at first I did not understand what happens until Goliath came to me running.
"That's it my little friend, you're on your way out of here now, good luck," he said.
"Oh, really?", I could not digest the news.
"Yes darling, you have a home", encouraged me.
Yuval opened the corral and took me, putting me on the floor and put a chain around my neck, I could not remember when I was out of the paddock last time, maybe it was only for my shots.
Goliath approached me with his huge tongue licking my little head, giving me good-bye kiss.
I clung to him for a moment we were like father and son saying goodbye before a long journey.
"They really love each other", admired the girl.
"Yes, this pen has a special bond between all the dogs, it's just amazing", said Yuval.
The three took me to the clinic where I received shoots again and cleaned me from all the fleas ticks.
"I suggest you wash him when you get home," Yuval gave her a tip.
"Of course", smiled at him
"Good luck", wished us when we left the clinic.
"I have just one more little question, what's his name?", She suddenly remembered.
"The truth is that he has no name yet", he replied.
"I understand", she said and took me away.
I looked one last look over the pound that become my home in recent months, I knew I was glad to get away, but very much miss my friends there, especially the little Dalmatian and Goliath.
Home…
"Here we are, it's our home, mine and yours", she told me while she opened the door.
I looked inside, afraid to ruin, afraid to mess, afraid she will regret and take me back to the paddock, I knew that there are cases like that, that the dogs come back.
"The first thing we need to find is a name ... Ringo, no, it's for a big dog.... Cookie .... No, it's for a female dog .... I know, Rocky!, Yes, absolutely right for you, if You have exceeded the hell of this pen, we call you Rocky, Rocky Hello, I am Pazit ", she told me and gave me her hand.
No one taught me the trick, but I saw other dogs make it, they called him "Give a hand" or "give Hello", I raised the front legs and put it in her soft hand of Pazit.
"Hey, I see you know a few tricks but standing on two legs and turn around", She said smiling, putting my feet on the floor.
"So that is the name for what I did, I thought", What is certain she likes it, I'll do it for her anytime, she saved my life, and most importantly, she gave me a name, she called me "Rocky".
I discovered that life with Pazit are not bad at all, after learning that needs must be done outdoor and that I have to wait patiently until Pazit return and take me to a walk.
At first I wondered why I should not sharpen the teeth on the different furniture, but eventually we compromise and I chew toys that Pazit bought for me, actually really tasty.
The Sea ...
Pazit and I used to walk by the sea, I loved to smell the air that enters my lungs, gives me the feeling of freedom to which I hoped for the entire period of the corral, I could not get used to the fact Pazit undid the strap and let me run free on the sand, into the water and splash them all directions.
Pazit was initially frustrated that I come home wet, but finally she got used to that and stopped telling me to stop doing it.
Everything looks perfect to me, except for one thing, though Pazit laughed, She could not hide the sad look in her eyes, at the end I realized what the problem is, Pazit had no partner with her, I was not enough for that matter.
At first it annoyed me, but finally realized, people love relationships and need it.
I have to find Pazit the love of her life, of course he would have to love me too.
One day we were walking one of our daily walks, while bouncing into the hand of Pazit between each of my running to the sea I saw him, he sat on the sand alone, building a sandcastle.
Without much thought, I knew what I was going to do, I jumped at the palace and began to destroy it.
"Rocky, come here immediately!", Pazit shouted at me.
The guy who trying to save his palace, he turned back and looked at the Pazit, "This damage is yours?" He asked.
"Yes, I'm so sorry," she replied as she tried to catch me and put my belt.
Easily escaped Pazit and turned around the guy, always managing that she will not be able to catch me and that the guy will be between us.
"He is a little naughty," he said.
"Yes, but incredibly cute", she sighed and crouched on the sand beside him.
"You realize I demand compensation for the palace he destroyed "
"Compensation, what exactly?" She asked, playing with his game.
"I give you two options, one to build me back to the palace ..."
"Other", She said a deliberate provocation.
"You go out with me tonight to a restaurant that I invite you", gave her the challenge.
I liked that guy, I sat beside him and put my head on his feet, he raised his hand and began to scratch my neck, I knew that I wasn't wrong about him, a real dog lover.
Pazit looked at us for a moment and said, "You know he did not do it even once"?
"What?" Asked the boy.
"This, he does not trust anyone except me, since I brought him from the pen"
The guy looked at me, trying to figure out if I did what I did on purpose.
I lifted my head and looked at him, fixing on him with the most piercing eyes, then I jumped up and stood beside Pazit gave bark accelerated.
"You're right, shook the boy," You owe me an answer, which compensation option you choose? "
"To tell you the truth seems to me Rocky had already picked, dinner tonight, but there is only one small problem ..."
"Problem?"
"Yes, your name, I can not go out with someone without a name"
"My name is Yoav, and yours? "
"Pazit, very pleasant to meet you", she said holding out her hand.
Yoav took her hand and squeezed it gently, I decided that I should participate in and picked up my front palm and put on their hands.
"It seems to me that if it work for you with me, Rocky gladly adopt you", laughed Pazit.
"I think you're right", said Yoav while stroking my head, "Thank you ruined my palace", he said smiling.
"I'm not sure it was in accident any more," laughed Pazit.
I saw the sadness disappearing from her eyes.
After six months,
We went for a walk on the beach again.
I saw a young couple go their bicycles on the side, the boy smiled and waved to an elderly couple that set at a table of the cafe.
I knew them in our previous trips, the old guy was always alone, can he found love?
I ran to Pazit and jumped on her several times as she liked, her other hand was hugged with her husband Yoav.
I so love my mother and father, my happy family.