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Otto me acompañó por 14 años. Cuando me divorcié de mi primera mujer, lo llevé cachorrito a casa para que mis hijas tuvieran un amiguito cuando fueran a visitarme. Crecieron con él.
Era experto en natación, en especial donde habían olas grandes. Le gustaba meterse al mar al atardecer y sobre todo, acompañar a quien fuera cuando nos metíamos a nadar. Las albercas también le gustaban mucho.
Nunca usó correa, siempre fue libre en todos lados. Respetaba los cruceros y siempre andaba pegado a mí. Vivía dentro de mi casa y cuando podía, usaba balcones y hasta azoteas para escaparse a pasear por la colonia Americana de Guadalajara. Luego regresaba cansado y a veces lastimado por la altura del brinco. Llegó a abollar el techo de una combi, que usó como intermediaria entre la azotea y la banqueta.
Una vez en la playa de la Manzanilla, por no traerlo con correa, se metió a nadar en un estero, lleno de cocodrilos. Saltó al agua entre ellos y se fue nadando lejísimos. Del otro lado de la cerca que separa el estero del pueblo, Estábamos mis hijas y yo, muy alterados, gritándole a Otto que regresara, pero él siguió muy campante nadando.
Lo atacó un cocodrilo. Le llegó por atrás y lo hundió. Para nosotros fue un shock. Luego de unos segundos salió a la superficie, nos buscó a lo lejos y se vino nadando a toda velocidad. Regresó a la orilla, pero ahí era donde habían más cocodrilos. Trató de salir, pero otro cocodrilo lo volvió a morder desde la cadera y lo volvió a alejar de la orilla. Se volvió a escapar y logró salir, cojeando y con varias heridas.
El veterinario de Cihuatlán que lo atendió no podía creerlo: vivía en la costa y nunca había sabido de un perro que sobreviviera al ataque de un cocodrilo, menos de dos. Otto tardó una temporada en recuperarse de las heridas y de las infecciones propias de ese tipo de mordidas. Vivió 11 años más y para lo que a mis hijas mayores pudo ser un evento traumático, terminó siendo una experiencia de fortaleza y de vida, literal, contra la muerte. El perro se convirtió en su héroe.
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La plena sobre El Niño. Cuando empieza, cuando termina etc. Informe científico. Infórmese
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#28Oct Para los que se preguntan QUÉ PASÓ EN ESPAÑA 🇪🇸
Este video explica el accidente.
Cortesía 📹 Estoesasiporque
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老犬をカートに乗せて散歩していたら、近所の人に笑われた。
「もう歩けないなら、家に置いてくればいいのに」
うちの犬は、今年で十五歳になった。
後ろ足が弱くなり、以前のようには歩けなくなった。
少し前までは、公園まで行って帰ってこられた。それが途中で休むようになり、やがて家の前の角まで行くのにも時間がかかるようになった。
それでも、私がリードを手に取ると、起き上がろうとする。
前足で体を起こし、後ろ足を何度か踏み直す。
寝ていていいよと言っても、玄関までついてくる。
獣医さんに相談しながら、歩く距離を短くした。
そのうち、犬を乗せられるカートを買った。
底に毛布を敷き、縁にも畳んだタオルを掛けた。最初は家の中で乗せてみた。
犬は落ち着かない様子で座っていたけれど、外へ出ると顔を上げた。
いつもの道を通った。
角の植え込み。パン屋の裏。小さな公園。
歩いていた頃、必ず立ち止まっていた場所では、カートを止めた。
公園の草地で下ろすと、支えている私の手を気にしながら、ゆっくり鼻を地面へ近づけた。
ほんの数歩だった。
それでも、なかなか帰ろうとしなかった。
先週の日曜、その帰り道で近所の人に会った。
カートをのぞき込み、赤ちゃんかと思った、と笑った。
足が弱くなったので、と説明すると、家で寝かせておけばいいのにと言われた。
「犬一匹に、ずいぶん大げさだね」
私はカートの持ち手を握ったまま、うまく返せなかった。
犬は顔を上げて、その人の手を見ていた。
昔、散歩の途中で何度か撫でてもらったことがある。
少し待ってから、またタオルの上に顎を置いた。
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🔥⚽ ¡Tenso enfrentamiento entre Guillermo Almada y Katia Itzel García!
😳 El técnico del América protagonizó un intenso intercambio de palabras con la árbitra, quien respondió a sus reclamos y le pidió en varias ocasiones que se tranquilizara.
✋ Pese a los intentos de la silbante por calmar la situación, Almada continuó reclamando, hasta que Katia decidió retirarse del lugar.
👀 ¿Qué opinas de la actitud de ambos?
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"This was filmed last Thursday at Riverside Veterinary Clinic in Colorado Springs, Colorado. The officer is Sergeant Alan Briggs. He's 44 years old. Twelve-year veteran of the Colorado Springs Police Department. The dog is Bruno, a nine-year-old German Shepherd. They were partners for eight years. Bruno joined the force at fourteen months old. Trained in narcotics detection and patrol support. He and Alan were paired in the spring of Alan's sixth year on the force. From that first week, Alan said Bruno worked like he'd been waiting his whole life to do exactly that job. Eight years. Hundreds of calls. Bruno never missed a shift. Earlier this year, Bruno began slowing down significantly. A serious illness had progressed through his system over several months despite treatment. By October, Bruno had stopped eating consistently. Stopped lifting his head fully when Alan came into the room. The veterinary team sat with Alan two weeks ago and walked him through what was coming. Alan requested that Bruno's final day be spent at home first. They drove to their favorite trail in the morning. Bruno walked as far as he could. Alan carried him the rest of the way. At the clinic that afternoon, Alan sat down on the floor rather than placing Bruno on the examination table. He said he didn't want Bruno's last position to be somewhere unfamiliar and cold. He held Bruno in his arms on the floor, back against the wall. The vet, Dr. Melissa Horan, prepared the procedure. She told us she's been practicing for nineteen years. She has learned to give families as long as they need. Alan leaned down and pressed his face against Bruno's head. He spoke to him quietly. Told him he had been the best partner anyone could ask for. Told him he didn't have to hold on anymore. Bruno lifted both front paws. Slowly. The way a person reaches up when they want to be held. He wrapped them around Alan's shoulders and pulled himself closer. Alan held on. Dr. Horan told us she set down what she was holding and waited. She said: "I've been in this room for a lot of final moments. What Bruno did in that moment was one of the most deliberate things I've ever seen an animal do.
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At nineteen Kevin Hines believed his suffering would never end. On September 25, 2000, overwhelmed by severe mental illness, he jumped from San Francisco’s Golden Gate Bridge. But as soon as he began falling he regretted his decision. The hopelessness gave way to a desperate desire to live.
The impact when he struck the bay was devastating. Three vertebrae in his back were shattered. His spinal cord narrowly escaped permanent damage. He remained conscious and struggled in the freezing water. Then he felt something beneath his body helping him stay near the surface. When the Coast Guard arrived they pulled him from the water.
Later he heard that witnesses had seen a sea lion beneath him. Kevin came to believe the animal had helped keep him above water. He faced a long physical recovery and had to confront the mental illness that had brought him to the bridge. Recovery was neither quick nor simple. Gradually he began to understand that his life could hold something beyond the suffering he had experienced.
Eventually Kevin began sharing his story publicly. He became a well-known advocate for suicide prevention. He spoke at schools, conferences and public events. His message was that the way people feel during a crisis does not necessarily reflect how they will feel in the future. September 25, 2000, could have been the last day of his life. Instead it became the beginning of a different journey.
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In the middle of World War Two, German soldiers in southeastern Poland started avoiding a cluster of villages.
They wouldn't go in. They wouldn't take people out for forced labor. They put up warning signs and stayed away.
They believed the area was infected with typhus.
It wasn't. Two doctors had invented the whole thing.
The man behind it was Eugene Lazowski, a young Polish doctor working for the Red Cross in the town of Rozwadów. He was watching the Nazi occupation tear his country apart. Executions. Deportations. People shipped off to labor camps, many never coming back.
He wanted to stop it. He had no weapons, no army, and no way to fight.
What he had was medicine.
His friend and fellow doctor, Stanisław Matulewicz, had discovered something strange. If you injected a person with a harmless, dead strain of a certain bacteria, their blood would test positive for typhus.
They wouldn't be sick at all. But on paper, they'd look like they had one of the most feared diseases of the war.
And the Germans were terrified of typhus. It spread fast, it killed, and it could tear through an army. When the Germans found it, they quarantined the area and kept their distance.
Lazowski realized what that meant. If he could make enough people look infected, the Germans would leave the whole region alone.
So he started injecting his patients.
He chose carefully. He sent the blood samples to German labs for testing, exactly as the rules required. The results came back positive. Again and again.
The Germans declared an epidemic zone. Villages were quarantined. Soldiers kept out. People who would have been seized for forced labor or worse were left alone, because nobody wanted to go near them.
Lazowski had to be careful. If too many cases looked fake, someone would ask why nobody was dying. So he spread out the injections over time and kept the outbreak believable.
Eventually the Germans did get suspicious. They sent a team of doctors to inspect.
Lazowski met them with food and vodka and played the gracious host. He guided them toward the sickest looking, dirtiest patients he could find, in the most crowded rooms. The German doctors, worried about catching typhus themselves, took a few samples and left in a hurry.
The tests came back positive.
The fake epidemic lasted until the end of the war. Estimates say it may have protected around 8,000 people.
Lazowski also secretly helped Jews from the nearby ghetto, giving them medical care at enormous risk.
After the war he moved to the United States and became a professor of pediatrics in Chicago. For decades he barely talked about what he'd done. Late in life he finally wrote a memoir. He called it My Private War.
He died in 2006.
He never fired a shot. He beat the Nazis with a needle and a lab test.
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29 year old Supermodel Bella Hadid is now Biggest headache for Netanyahu 🔥
🇺🇸Bella Hadid: "Netanyahu is working to create a new graveyard for 2.5 million Palestinians. He is the Hitler and biggest war criminal of modern times.🔥🔥
I am not afraid of losing modeling jobs and I will continue to speak out about Palestine."🔥
What a courage. Girl with a metal spine. 👌👏
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🚨📺 ¡Conductor patea un dron en plena transmisión y termina golpeando a una modelo en el rostro!
Ernesto Chavana, conductor del programa Es Show, de Canal 6 de Multimedios, protagonizó un incidente durante una transmisión en vivo desde Monterrey.
En medio de una aparente discusión, el presentador lanzó una patada contra un dron que sobrevolaba el estudio. El aparato salió disparado y golpeó directamente en la cara a Isabella, una de las integrantes del elenco.
⚠️ La joven sufrió lesiones en la boca y el rostro, por lo que tuvo que abandonar momentáneamente el foro para recibir atención médica.
De acuerdo con los reportes, la producción informó que Chavana se hará responsable de los daños ocasionados.
📹 El momento quedó grabado y comenzó a circular en redes sociales, donde generó críticas por la conducta del conductor y las condiciones de seguridad durante el programa.
Información de @RepDeFiFidonia
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Ay, eso no es lo peor…
En Monterrey es un secreto a voces todo lo que se dice de las “edecanes” y de lo que supuestamente pasa más allá de ponerlas en pantalla.
Ah, y también lo han señalado por filtrar videos íntimos de las mismas chavas, incluido uno donde supuestamente sale él.
El programa de Chavana y toda la mierda que normaliza son un ASCO.
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En Monterrey (México), durante la transmisión en vivo del programa "Es Show" del Canal 6 de Multimedios el conductor Ernesto Chavana pateó un dron que sobrevolaba el estudio y el aparato impactó de lleno en el rostro de la modelo Isabella del elenco provocándole lesiones en la boca y la cara que la obligaron a retirarse del set entre lágrimas y dolor.
La producción de Multimedios informó que Ernesto Chavana se hará cargo de los daños causados a la joven aunque hasta ahora no se han detallado el alcance médico de las heridas ni si habrá suspensión o consecuencias laborales para el conductor.
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A very happy ending to what could’ve been a very sad and lonely story
We didn't adopt him for him to live a long life. We adopted him so that he could find peace on his last day. Yes, it sounds a bit harsh... but that's the truth. His name is Calyx. He is a 15-year-old blue-gray Cane Corso. His eyes are a bit cloudy, he walks slowly, and his face carries the exhaustion of a long story told without words. He was labeled as "hospice foster" at the shelter. His previous family surrendered him because he "slept too much" and struggled to walk. So when we brought him home, we were mentally prepared to say goodbye. Every room had orthopedic beds. Ramps instead of stairs. Quiet evenings. Gentle mornings. We thought we were just giving an old dog a soft ending. But Calyx had other plans. In the first week — he just slept. That deep sleep that comes when fear finally ends. In the second week — something changed. He understood that he wouldn’t go back to the kennel. This isn’t a temporary place. This is home. In the third week, he found a stuffed toy. Not a new toy. Just a small, old plush. But for him, it became the most important thing in the world. And at that moment, the "dying" dog disappeared. The dog that "couldn’t walk" now proudly roams the house with a toy in his mouth. The dog that "slept too much" now wakes up early in the morning, bringing his toy like a trophy. And every night he sleeps with this toy — as if now he has something to protect. That’s when we understood something. Calyx wasn’t fading due to age. He was exhausted from loneliness. From cold floors. And from being abandoned. He is now 15 years old. Sometimes he sneaks pizza from the kitchen. He reaches the backyard door before I do. And that stuffed toy is still with him. We thought we were giving a senior dog a gentle goodbye. But in reality… Calyx reminded us that sometimes love doesn’t just provide comfort in life — sometimes it brings it back. 🐾❤️
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Humanity isn't just a feeling, it's the courage to act when a life needs you. 🤝 💕
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THIRTEEN MINUTES OF HOPE: MAYA FINALLY FOUND HER FOREVER HOME 🐾❤️🥹
Maya’s happiness lasted just 13 minutes… and then her little heart was broken all over again.
She had spent an entire year in a shelter after being abandoned by the people she trusted most. At first, she waited by her kennel door every day, hoping they would come back for her. But as the months passed, her hope slowly faded, and she began spending her days curled up quietly in the corner.
Then, after 365 long days, Maya finally got a chance at a new life.
A young couple came to the shelter looking for a calm dog to share their apartment. The staff explained Maya’s past and told them she would need patience, love, and time to adjust. They promised they understood.
At 10:15 that morning, Maya climbed into their car. For the first time in months, a little sparkle returned to her eyes.
But just 13 minutes later, the shelter received a phone call.
“She’s too energetic,” the woman complained. “She’s running around, sniffing everything, and even jumping on the sofa. We’re not ready for this.
By 10:40, Maya was back at the shelter.
She quietly stepped out of the car as the couple hurried away without even looking back. Maya turned toward the shelter worker, her tail wagging uncertainly and her eyes filled with what seemed like one heartbreaking question:
“What did I do wrong?”
The worker couldn’t bear to put her back in a kennel, so Maya was given a soft chair in the office.
“You did nothing wrong, sweetheart,” the worker whispered. “You were excited because you thought you were finally home. You ran because you were happy. You jumped on the couch because you wanted to belong. You were just being a dog.”
For weeks, the staff patiently helped Maya rebuild her confidence and learn to trust again.
Then, one afternoon, an older woman named Claire walked into the shelter.
“I want a dog nobody else wants,” she said gently. “One who needs patience and understanding. I’m also learning how to live alone in a big, quiet house.”
When Claire met Maya, something beautiful happened.
Maya slowly approached the kennel bars, sniffed Claire’s fingers, and gave them a gentle lick.
That tiny moment was all it took.
Three days after bringing Maya home, Claire called the shelter with tears in her voice.
“Maya sleeps at the foot of my bed,” she said. “On her first night, she ran around the house and jumped on the couch. I didn’t mind at all. I knew she was celebrating her freedom.”
Two months later, the shelter began receiving pictures of Maya sleeping peacefully in warm patches of sunlight.
Her eyes no longer seemed to ask, “What did I do wrong?”
Now, they told a different story.
“I’m finally home.”
Sometimes, all a broken heart needs is one person willing to understand. Maya didn’t need someone to make her perfect. She just needed someone who would love her exactly as she was. 🥹❤️🐾
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Dos madridistas fueron expulsados del CAMP NOU por celebrar el primer gol de Kylian Mbappé.
QUÉ VERGÜENZA 🤢
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Madrid
Se muere de pena con tres años🥺,pues se pasa las 24 horas aqui y los que se suponen son su familia no lo saca nunca,que vergüenza 😤
Antes lo sacaban al parque,fue creciendo y eso se acabo y ahora esta súper triste❤️🩹
Le das esperanza y un hogar?🙏🏻🙏
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