Once upon a time, there was a man named James who was a bachelor of 42 years. He lived alone, but not fully alone; he lived with an Alpine Mastiff dog. James named him Shepard. James and his dog lived in a deep forest in the work of transporting woods. Behind their house, there was a mountain and a caracal family used to live in the mountain. James was very annoyed with that caracal family because the caracals often used to come to his house and ate all the foods served for Shepard. One day James laid some traps on the kitchen floor for the purpose of catching the caracals.
James and his dog went to the town to buy some food and when they came back, they saw that all the caracals were inside the steel cages and it was a very shocking incident because he used to think that caracals were very smart creatures. Shepard started to scratch the cages since he didn't like cats. James and his dog had a very good friendship. His dog loved his very much, and James also loved him very much.
James kept the caracals in his car and started to drive, and after sometime he arrived at the river near the town and he left them free from the cages by the side of the river, and then he went back. James sat on the sofa and started to think that when he was 32 years old, he bought Shepard from a small pet shop, and at that time, Shepard was only 1 year old. Out of nowhere, his dog jumped on his thigh and started to lick his face. It was a delicate moment. Shepard turned 11; He couldn't walk properly. Nevertheless, he strived his best to accompany his owner full of rapturous moment. It was nothing but the bond between two pure souls.
James turned 50; His dog was no longer with him. His dog died at the age of 19. James usually visualized his dog in his dreams. He became melancholic and desperate. He used to ponder about his dog all the time. Life became meaningless for him. Finally, at the age of 51, James died due to a heart attack.
