Tulum, Quintana Roo, Mexico
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PRIDE
OF A POOR VILLAGE DOG
My name is Benito and
this is my home.
I have heard the tourists
as they go by saying that I must be homeless. I am no homeless street dog.
My home is here. Four years I have lived, born back there under
that shed. These people that live here
are my family and they do the best they can.
Most of us around here
are tethered but I am not. If I roam it
is never far. My job is to protect so
that is what I do.
My water bowl is empty
because I sometimes forget and kick it over in the night. There is no other reason. More water will come. Just in time.
There is no food but I
ate day before yesterday. The boy will
bring me food when it is time. I have yet
to starve or get too thirsty in my years of being on this earth and serving my
family.
I am strong and healthy. My people love me as best they can. They allow me to stay here. I know I am loved.
My name is Benito and
this too is mine. Not all of us have a
name.
by Ellen Turner Johnston
August 19, 2016
