The rescue piglet was screaming, trying to outrun the German Shepard chasing her through the yard. It was a comical situation, a small table in the middle of the yard turned out to be a safe haven for the creature, the dog, upset, barked insistently without stopping. The other animals on the farm began to get nervous. The mother of the piglet, screaming with rage, reproached me to help her daughter.

It seemed that she was saying, I don't like men, her clear message and without hiding her displeasure, every minute that passed made the atmosphere more heated. So I had no choice but to head to the yard to try to calm the animals. My German shepherd, when he saw me approaching, stopped barking, wagging his tail and wished me to help him catch the piglet. With determination I took him inside the house, so that the tense atmosphere could start to relax.

The red balloon floating on the table wobbled from one end to the other, I approached the piggy, which remained hidden underneath. Careful not to let it bite me, I took it in my arms. Without waiting, I took her to the mother who was still claiming her baby. When I opened the door of the stable where the sow remained, the piglet quickly entered, placing herself under her mother's belly.

Now, two years after the event, it still saddens me to have to sell her, who with so much determination fought for her life at that moment.

Luis told all this to his best friend, who ratified Luis' feelings and told him:

"Luis, we certainly get attached to our animals, but life goes on, and soon another little pig will appear that you must rescue"

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Dos años después del suceso

La cerdita rescatada gritaba tratando de dejar atrás al pastor alemán que la perseguía por el patio. Resultaba una situación cómica, una mesita en el medio del patio resulto ser un refugio seguro para la criatura, el perro, alterado le ladraba insistentemente sin parar. Los demás animales de la granja comenzaron a ponerse nerviosos. Siendo que la madre de la cerdita, con gritos de rabia me recriminaba para que ayudara a su hija.

Parecía que decía, no me gustan los hombres, su mensaje claro y sin esconder su desagrado, a cada minuto que pasaba ponía el ambiente más caldeado. Así que no tuve más opción que dirigirme al patio para tratar de calmar a los animales. Mi pastor alemán, al ver que me acercaba, dejo de ladrar, sacudiendo su cola deseaba que lo apoyara a atrapar a la cerdita. Con decisión lo llevé al interior de la casa, es por ello que el ambiente de tensión pudo empezar a relajarse.

El globo rojo flotando, sobre la mesa se tambaleaba de un extremo a otro, me acerqué, a la cerdita que permanecía escondida debajo. Con cuidado de que no me mordiera la tome en mis brazos. Sin esperar, se la llevé a la madre que aún seguía reclamando a su criatura. Al abrir la puerta del establo donde permanecía la cerda, la cerdita entro rápidamente, colocándose debajo del vientre de su madre.

Ahora luego de dos años del suceso, aún me da tristeza tener que venderla, que con tanta determinación lucho en ese momento por su vida.

Todo ello se lo contaba Luis a su mejor amigo, quien ratificando el sentimiento de Luis le dijo:

Luis, ciertamente nos encariñamos con nuestros animales, pero la vida continua, ya pronto aparecerá otra cerdita que debas rescatar.

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