I used to be strolling by means of my residence backyard after searching. My devoted canine was operating just a few yards away from me. Instantly his pace slowed down. The entrance paws started to carry as if sniffing a prey.
Once I regarded on the technique. So I noticed a child hen on the bottom close by with a yellow beak. And tender fur was rising on the physique. It in all probability fell from its nest. As a result of the wind was blowing laborious at this time and the bushes across the highway have been shaking violently.
The harmless little one was sitting quietly on the bottom. He would unfold his wings to fly, however he didn’t have the energy to fly. The helpless can be left speechless.
My canine was slowly shifting in direction of him when abruptly a hen got here down from a close-by tree and a rock fell on the bottom between the canine and the kid.
Wanting on the canine’s open jaws, he screamed in a painful and compassionate voice and rushed in direction of him. She needed to avoid wasting her baby from my canine. For this goal he coated her together with his physique and began screaming. The sound in his small throat started to subside. After some time, she fell unconscious and died. And so he sacrificed himself.
She couldn’t see her child being bitten by a canine in entrance of her eyes. In his eyes, my canine was in all probability like a terrifying big.
What was that Who introduced the hen from the pine department to the bottom?
My canine was delicate. Seeing the hen being sacrificed like this, he chuckled and moved to at least one facet. I gestured to him and proceeded.
I used to be relieved to see this taking place. A burden appeared to be lightened by the soul. The extraordinary braveness of this courageous hen instilled in me a way of respect and a way of obligation.
I assumed that love is greater than demise and its horror, and that love alone is the factor that retains the system of life alive and nicely.
(From the pen of the good Russian author Anton Chekhov)