The dogs dug up their owner’s fresh grave and got to the coffin: the cemetery guard thought the dogs were just bored until he leaned over the coffin and smelled a sweet smell 😱😱
The owner of four dogs, known to his neighbors as a dog lover, passed away suddenly. He had no relatives, and after the funeral, the animals themselves found on the street. For the first few days, they did not leave the fresh grave where their owner was buried.
People passing by saw how the dogs dug the ground with their paws, pushed the wet soil with their noses, behaved very strangely. It seemed that they were desperately trying to get to him. That they simply missed their beloved owner.
One early morning, the cemetery caretaker noticed that the earth had been almost completely dug up. And it was the dogs who had done it. The varnished surface of the coffin was clearly visible in the hole, with claw marks and wet streaks from tongues.
Four dogs stood around, breathing heavily, and reaching for the lid again and again. At first, the guard thought it was a manifestation of loyalty dog and grief. But, going down closer, he smelled a sweet, cloying smell, and at that moment everything became clear. 😱😱 He suddenly realized why the dogs were behaving so strangely.
The man was buried in the very same trousers he always wore. In the pockets of these trousers, during his life, he often carried treats for dogs.
After his death, dog treats were left in his pockets – pieces of liver, dried treats that he fed his pets on walks. Since he had no relatives, they buried him in whatever they could find.
Summer, heat and fresh earth did their job: the smell came out, and hungry dogs, who had not eaten anything for several days, smelled the familiar aroma. They were not trying to resurrect their master – they were looking for food. Animal instinct worked.
The guard chased them away from the grave and brought food. The dogs rushed to the bowls, forgetting about the dug-up coffin.
Later, volunteers took three of them to shelters and families, and the guard kept one dog for himself. He quickly got used to following him along the morning alley and lying down in the shade near the booth.
The story, which seemed like a tragic legend about devotion, turned out to have a much more prosaic explanation: the dogs were not looking for a person – they were looking for food. But they still remained near the place where their only owner once was.
