{"id":4854,"date":"2025-08-25T06:21:34","date_gmt":"2025-08-25T06:21:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/?p=4854"},"modified":"2025-08-25T06:21:34","modified_gmt":"2025-08-25T06:21:34","slug":"cainele-si-a-tinut-stapanul-strans-pentru-ultima-data-inainte-de-a-fi-adormit","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/?p=4854","title":{"rendered":"C\u00e2inele \u0219i-a \u021binut st\u0103p\u00e2nul str\u00e2ns pentru ultima dat\u0103 \u00eenainte de a fi adormit"},"content":{"rendered":"

Clipele se lungiser\u0103, iar t\u0103cerea devenise ap\u0103s\u0103toare. Artem \u00ee\u0219i \u00eencle\u0219tase pumnii, convins c\u0103 urm\u0103toarea secund\u0103 avea s\u0103 fie ultima pentru prietenul s\u0103u. Dar privirea veterinarei se schimb\u0103 brusc.<\/p>\n

\u201eA\u0219tepta\u021bi!\u201d rosti ea din nou, mai hot\u0103r\u00e2t, cu vocea tremur\u00e2nd\u0103. \u201eNu e timpul \u00eenc\u0103!\u201d<\/p>\n

Artem clipi uluit. \u201eCum adic\u0103? El\u2026 el abia mai respir\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201eAsculta\u021bi,\u201d spuse ea, apropiind stetoscopul. \u201eInima lui\u2026 s-a \u00eent\u0103rit din nou. Slab, dar nu cedeaz\u0103. E ca \u0219i cum lupt\u0103 s\u0103 mai r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n

Asistenta \u00ee\u0219i duse m\u00e2na la gur\u0103, cu ochii plini de lacrimi. \u201eNu am mai v\u0103zut a\u0219a ceva\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

Leo, de\u0219i vl\u0103guit, \u00ee\u0219i ridic\u0103 \u00eencet capul \u0219i \u00ee\u0219i lipi botul de palma st\u0103p\u00e2nului. O atingere cald\u0103, vie.<\/p>\n

Artem izbucni \u00een pl\u00e2ns, l\u0103s\u00e2ndu-se cu totul peste el. \u201eB\u0103iatul meu\u2026 \u00eenc\u0103 e\u0219ti aici\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

Veterinara oft\u0103 ad\u00e2nc \u0219i puse seringa deoparte. \u201eNu-l vom adormi. Cel pu\u021bin nu ast\u0103zi. Vreau s\u0103 \u00eencerc\u0103m altceva. Nu putem s\u0103-i curm\u0103m lupta at\u00e2ta timp c\u00e2t inima lui \u00eenc\u0103 vrea s\u0103 bat\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n

Atunci Artem \u00ee\u0219i aminti de cuvintele tat\u0103lui s\u0103u, rostite cu ani \u00een urm\u0103 la st\u00e2n\u0103, c\u00e2nd \u00eenc\u0103 mai p\u0103zea oi \u00eempreun\u0103 cu c\u00e2inii lor. \u201eC\u00e2inele nu moare c\u00e2t timp simte c\u0103 mai are rost. C\u00e2t timp mai simte c\u0103 e a\u0219teptat.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u00cei privi pe medic \u0219i pe asistent\u0103, apoi \u00ee\u0219i lipi fruntea de cea a lui Leo. \u201eHai acas\u0103, b\u0103iatul meu. \u00cenc\u0103 nu s-a terminat.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Zilele care au urmat au fost o \u00eencercare. Leo abia se putea ridica, dar Artem \u00eel purta \u00een bra\u021be ca pe un copil. \u00cel a\u0219eza pe prispa casei, unde c\u00e2inele putea s\u0103 simt\u0103 v\u00e2ntul \u0219i mirosul de iarb\u0103 cosit\u0103. Vecinii \u00eel priveau cu ochii umezi, dar \u0219i cu admira\u021bie.<\/p>\n

Femeile din sat \u00eei aduceau lapte cald \u0219i ceai de sun\u0103toare, amintindu-i lui Artem de vechile leacuri pentru \u00eent\u0103rirea sufletului \u0219i trupului. \u201eDac\u0103 nu-i de folos c\u00e2inelui, m\u0103car \u021bie \u00ee\u021bi va fi, b\u0103iete,\u201d \u00eei spunea o b\u0103tr\u00e2n\u0103, pun\u00e2ndu-i cana \u00een palm\u0103.<\/p>\n

Leo p\u0103rea s\u0103 \u00een\u021beleag\u0103. De fiecare dat\u0103 c\u00e2nd Artem \u00eel hr\u0103nea cu linguri\u021ba sau \u00eei umezea botul cu ap\u0103, ochii lui c\u00e2ine\u0219ti sclipeau de recuno\u0219tin\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n

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\u00centr-o sear\u0103 de toamn\u0103, c\u00e2nd frunzele fo\u0219neau ca ni\u0219te pa\u0219i nev\u0103zu\u021bi, Leo reu\u0219i s\u0103 se ridice singur. P\u0103\u0219i \u00eencet p\u00e2n\u0103 la poart\u0103 \u0219i privi peste dealuri. Artem \u00eel urma \u00een t\u0103cere, cu inima \u00een g\u00e2t.<\/p>\n

\u201eVrei s\u0103 vezi turmele, a\u0219a-i?\u201d \u00eei \u0219opti el. \u0218tia c\u0103 \u00een inima c\u00e2inelui r\u0103m\u0103sese dorul de p\u0103\u0219uni, de cerul larg, de mirosul oilor.<\/p>\n

\u0218i acolo, la marginea drumului, Leo \u00ee\u0219i ridic\u0103 botul spre v\u00e2nt \u0219i l\u0103s\u0103 s\u0103-i scape un l\u0103trat stins, dar plin de via\u021b\u0103. Era salutul lui c\u0103tre lume.<\/p>\n

Artem \u00eengenunche l\u00e2ng\u0103 el, cu ochii plini de lacrimi, \u0219i-l str\u00e2nse la piept. \u201e\u00cenc\u0103 o dat\u0103, b\u0103iatul meu. \u00cenc\u0103 o dat\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Leo a mai tr\u0103it c\u00e2teva luni, suficient c\u00e2t s\u0103-\u0219i petreac\u0103 ultimele zile acas\u0103, \u00eentre dealuri \u0219i oameni care \u00eel iubeau. \u0218i atunci c\u00e2nd, \u00eentr-o diminea\u021b\u0103, s-a culcat lini\u0219tit pe p\u0103turica lui de pe prisp\u0103 \u0219i nu s-a mai trezit, Artem nu a mai pl\u00e2ns cu aceea\u0219i durere.<\/p>\n

Pentru c\u0103 \u0219tia c\u0103 prietenul lui nu plecase \u00een grab\u0103, \u00eentr-un cabinet rece, ci se stinsese acolo unde \u00eei era locul \u2013 sub cerul Rom\u00e2niei, \u00eenconjurat de lini\u0219tea satului \u0219i de dragostea omului s\u0103u.<\/p>\n

\u0218i to\u021bi cei care aflaser\u0103 povestea au \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat ceva: c\u0103 iubirea, fie ea dintre oameni sau dintre om \u0219i c\u00e2ine, are puterea de a \u00eenfr\u00e2nge chiar \u0219i hotarul dintre via\u021b\u0103 \u0219i moarte.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Clipele se lungiser\u0103, iar t\u0103cerea devenise ap\u0103s\u0103toare. Artem \u00ee\u0219i \u00eencle\u0219tase pumnii, convins c\u0103 urm\u0103toarea secund\u0103 avea s\u0103 fie ultima pentru prietenul s\u0103u. Dar privirea veterinarei se schimb\u0103 brusc. \u201eA\u0219tepta\u021bi!\u201d rosti ea din nou, mai hot\u0103r\u00e2t, cu vocea tremur\u00e2nd\u0103. \u201eNu e timpul \u00eenc\u0103!\u201d Artem clipi uluit. \u201eCum adic\u0103? El\u2026 el abia mai respir\u0103.\u201d \u201eAsculta\u021bi,\u201d spuse ea, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":4855,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4854","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-povesti"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4854","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4854"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4854\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4856,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4854\/revisions\/4856"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/4855"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4854"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4854"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4854"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}