It was cool because dogs were allowed in there. It was an ancient Italian style mansion with oil paintings on the walls and old copper pots hanging from the top of the ceiling.
They seated us at the end of the room next to the fireplace made of bricks.
The atmosphere was nice, quaint and warm. Good food was coming out of the kitchen and I tell you what, I had a hard time watching all those people eating with pleasure, savoring their home made- with love- pasta with black truffles and filet mignons while I was wondering what was going to be coming out next.
I sure did not miss my croquettes!!
Every now and then my mom was giving me a bite of her food, boy did that taste delicious!!
People were smiling at me and an elegantly dressed elder lady came to say " Ciao".
She had beautiful, deep blue eyes, with a touch of sadness in it.
Her hands were gently petting me while she was talking with a familiar voice.
For some reasons she started telling her life's story. She said I reminded her of her best friend, a loving dog she had at home who was keeping her company while her children seemed to have forgotten about her.
She had spent all of her life giving them an opportunity to study and offering them the best she could.
They all had achieved their goals and landed a good career up to their expectations.
She did many sacrifices through the years to make this happen and now that she was old everybody had left her behind. Somehow this thought reminded me of my siblings at the shelter....and all of the other creatures that are labelled or left behind in our modern society ( homeless people/ disable people/ elders....).
The only reason and motive of joy in her days was now her beloved dog and a cat.
They were her devoted companions, her loyal friend...they were all of her life, the only family she had left to stand near her through good and bad times.
A tear came to her eyes. I knew I had to do something. I looked at her and gently left my paw on her legs, leaning my head on her side.
Someone once said that we see only with our heart, that the essential is invisible to the eyes.
Her soul was shining of a special light made of generosity and compassion.
I thought her pets were very fortunate to have found their best half, it does not happen every day, it's a true blessing. I know they felt her love and they were sharing with her this unconditional, mutual feeling that is only for those who know how to treasure something unique and beautiful as only real love can be.
With dignity she stood up and after thanking my family for the time shared together she kissed me and said Goodbye.
Her story gave me a lot to think about.
She reminded me of who we are and what we do in life.
She reminded me of something I heard from a woman who has recently passed away at a very young age:
" It's bigger the ingratitude of people than the mercy of God". How true.
Last, but not least: on my way out I had this distinctive thought about how those who are considered somehow to be of less value are left behind in a society that is not capable to understand that by doing that it's ultimately damaging itself.
I know my mom can read my heart.
She looked at me and promised this will not happen to us.
And that she will keep working hard to give a second chance to those who do not have dignity or any voice left. No voice, no choice. We can and will change, one step at the time, that.
My mom does not have the presumption to change the world, but she is aware that with our single positive actions, we can contribute to make the great difference.
She believes in being part of the solution, that good things happen to those who work hard and in good faith.
My mom believes in embracing and respecting diversity.
My mom is an animal rescuer & I am her proud pet partner, her soulmate for life.


