Today the woman turned 85 years old, she was sitting on a bench and looking at her feet. No celebration was out of the question, her health was bad, she could hardly move lately. The village was small, and only old people remained. Everyone was sick, everyone needed care. There was nothing in the village, no post office, no hospital. If you needed any communication with the outside world, you had to go to the neighboring village. Once, the woman felt sick, her legs went weak, her head was spinning, and she fell down in the garden. It was good that her neighbor-friend noticed and immediately started to call the only nurse in the village. The nurse arrived on a bicycle in 5 minutes. – You need to go to the city, you have a micro-infarction. -I don’t need to go anywhere, dear, just give me a pill, that’s all.
-A pill won’t do, you need an intravenous drip. -But who will I leave my household to… no, I will not go. The friend promised to take care of everything so that the woman could be taken to the city for treatment as soon as possible. In 10 days she returned, feeling a little better. She sat on the bench near the house in the evenings, and then one day a dog ran up to her. He was so kind, but it was obvious that he was old. He had no breed, just an ordinary dog. With the dog, life became more interesting. The last few days of the woman’s life were left. She was already lying in bed, and the dog was always there.
He licked the woman’s hand, brought her slippers if she was going to get out of bed. But she got up only if she had to go to the kitchen. When the woman died, the dog lay next to her and looked at his mistress. He closed his eyes and she never opened them again. The son and his family came the next day, realized that his mother was not answering the phone, so something had happened.
