Composition on the theme of devotion
That’s it, the anthem of fidelity is called the story “White Bim Black Ear”, written by Gabriel Troepolsky. And this hymn is sung to a dog, a being who is capable of such love and devotion that not everyone can do. Somehow it was led that under the expression “a friend of a man” all at once imply a dog, and she fulfills this friendly mission in full: that the owner will lay it, then she will do, faithfully, without doubt, rigorously. And that’s why a person is not called a friend of a dog?
Why is a person not called at all by someone else’s friend? Probably, because a person denies himself the happiness to live by his feelings, by the impulses of the soul – he constantly looks around, calculates something, calculates, ponders, and eventually – betrays himself, and his dream, and his loved ones. A dog’s soul is completely different. She does not know how to be prudent and cunning, she completely gives herself to her beloved
Ivan Ivanych was alone, and this puppy was separated from his brothers and sisters, and only because the color did not come out. A hackneyed phrase, but in another way you can not say: two loneliness met. Met and began to live together. And Bim would be the happiest dog in the world (as he felt himself) until the end of his days, if once strange people appeared in their apartment with the owner, smelling of medicine and dressed in white robes. I did not know Bim that his master still wears a splinter from the war. Ivan Ivanych was taken away, and Bim, as the owner had punished him, remained to wait for him. But how tiresome for a faithful dog was this expectation. The dog’s heart could not rest easy, that his friend was somewhere there, alone, without his help. But he would have waited for him, he certainly waited
Only children regretted it and tried to understand it. Apparently, the children’s hearts are closer to nature and can even feel the pain of a dog. It was a long way for Beam, he met many people on it, but only one remained faithful. He until the last second aspired to him, he even died in motion, trying to scratch the iron door of the van. So they found him lying at the very exit. Beam died of the callousness and anger of people, from their indifference and inability to understand one’s neighbor. And though at least some kind of comfort for him is that his master did not abandon him, he found, took and buried in the forest a friend who gave his life for him.