My most faithful friend

Somewhere in the country at a vacation home in the spring when the master of the house passes by the shed where there were firewood hears some noises. When he looked better between the wood, he saw a puppy with chicken. He went into the house and brought him food. From that date every weekend when he went to the country, he brought him food. And when he wasn’t going, he’d mobilized the children, the sister and his family to bring him food. When they raised bigger chickens, she went and let her see a friend better take care of herself. But she didn’t forget who took care of her when she had chicken. When the master of the house went there and disarmed the alarm at the puppy house, he heard and came by choosing on the road. At every end of the week it was the same ritual. Meanwhile, the owner of the house dies but the puppy doesn’t miss a weekend when the kids go there, so the kids don’t come. He sits on the steps of the house at the door and waits for the master to come out to feed him. When the kids leave she stays there at the gate and watches them move away. Neighbors see her sitting there for a long time and looking at the front door.