Ernesto the courage to be free

By Gerardo Rossomando

This story is dedicated to all those whether animals or humans who at some point during their lives have felt abandoned,  feeling a loss of self esteem and a loss of  points of reference.
Sometimes one’s inner being is shaken and so a million questions we all too often cannot answer arise from this state of nothingness.
Ernesto came through,  Ernesto made it,  he managed to answer all the questions and to win the final prize:  awareness of self.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gerardo
• Release date: Nov 23, 2017
• ISBN: 9788827523193

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Epilogue

Thanks

All my thanks go to Ernesto, my beloved little Breton dog who is the real hero of this story. He has never let himself be hurt or conditioned by years of cruelty, languishing in kennels.

Today he lives a life full of joy and happiness with an open heart and a big smile on his chops.

English translation by Eveline Robertson BAHons., MA, MIL.

Preface

This story is dedicated to all those whether animals or humans who at some point during their lives have felt abandoned, feeling a loss of self esteem and a loss of points of reference.

Sometimes one’s inner being is shaken and so a million questions we all too often cannot answer arise from this state of nothingness.

Ernesto came through, Ernesto made it, he managed to answer all the questions and to win the final prize: awareness of self.

Ernesto and the courage to be free

We’re nearly there, not long now, I know this bend, now we’re going over the level crossing and then we’ll start smelling the scent of the woods. It’s great, just what I needed, I was really fed up with the boring old walks in the park, all the traffic or even worse the shopping mall. Sometimes there’s a really terrible artificial smell, and what a noise, all those people rushing around like crazy. Most of the time I would rather just stay at home.

Hey,, there’s the old oak tree, I’d recognize it among a thousand, so majestic, sometimes when I look at her I get a feeling of serenity, as if I were in some way protected. Maybe it’s a reference point for me: while she is here I know I can’t get lost, in some way she represents a safe familiar place, a bit like home.

Oh yes, There it is, my favourite little wood

Hey, stop , open the car door, quick…. Yes, OK I’ll calm down but be quick!.

Oh yes! How wonderful it all is! Yes,..yes…yes… look at this lovely meadow and just smell all the scents! Oh wow! I can’t stand still for happiness. Come on, let’s go? Let’s go for a run together? Don’t you want to?

Hey!

Aren’t you happy to be here?

Why do you look like that? What’s up?

Are you tired?

I’ll just let you relax for a bit and go off on my own and I’ll be back soon. See you later!

Freedom! Yes… At last!

The grass in my face! The feeling of running for ever! I adore this wood, I have loved it right from the first time I came here, it’s full of scents; I can smell the odour of the damp soil, the soft grass under my feet and in the distance the murmur of the stream makes me feel happy. I like to run on the long meadow, the wind in my eyes making me feel alive, but what I like best are the scents: they inebriate me, they take me back to a primaeval state, they wake my senses, my instincts, I feel my body getting stronger, I feel I could run forever.

And at the end of the run nothing is better than these trees. The treetops are fantastic, the earth beneath them is always so damp and soft and welcoming and the coolness beneath their branches seems to regenerate me.

I love to rest here getting my breath back, looking round for anything interesting moving in the grass or smelling some scent again.

Yes, here it is, I’d know this scent anywhere, it’s coming from the stream.

I knew I’d get another chance sooner or later!

Let’s just see if I can creep up any closer…

Every time I try it flies away before I can even see where it is exactly. But even when it’s flying it is still spectacular. It is really exciting to see it swooping and looping in the sky, losing oneself in its aerial acrobatics which it does with no apparent effort.

Sometimes I almost envy it whilst I am watching but at the same time I don’t