Le chien a le sourire dans sa queue (Victor Hugo)
Sapa (Vietnam) – Ce jour-là, dans cette ville des montagnes du Nord, le temps est pourri. Il pleut, il fait froid. Nous entrons dans un petit restaurant pour nous réchauffer avec l’espoir que, le temps d’un repas, la météo va s’améliorer. Illusion. J’avais remarqué le chien, pensant qu’il s’agissait d’un animal errant. Il est resté à cet endroit, plus d’une demi-heure, le regard fixé dans la même direction, alternant la position assise et debout. J’ai vite compris qu’il n’était pas abandonné, car trop bien nourri et qu’il attendait quelqu’un. Sa patience a été récompensée, car il s’est soudainement dressé sur ses pattes et s’est mis à frétiller. Une petite fille, âgée d’environ six ans, un cartable dans le dos, est arrivée, accompagnée de son grand-père. Elle a pris le chien par le cou et l’a embrassé avant d’entrer dans le restaurant, suivie par le chien qui l’a accompagnée joyeusement à l’étage où se trouvaient les appartements.
The Dog Has Its Smile in Its Tail (Victor Hugo)
Sapa (Vietnam) – That day, in this town in the northern mountains, the weather was rotten. It was raining, it was cold, and around the lake there was a fog you could cut with a knife. We entered a small restaurant to warm up, hoping that, after a meal, the weather would improve. Illusion.
I had noticed this dog, which I had gently stroked on the head, thinking it was a stray. It had royally ignored me. For more than half an hour, it remained in that spot, staring in the same direction. Alternating between sitting and standing, nothing disturbed his attention. I quickly understood that the animal was not a stray—it was too well-fed, despite the lack of a collar—and that it was waiting for someone. Her patience was rewarded, as it suddenly stood up and began to wriggle. Ten seconds later, a little girl of about six years old arrived, carrying a schoolbag, accompanied by her grandfather. She took the dog by the neck and kissed it. The animal was very excited and made no secret of its joy. The little girl entered the restaurant, followed by the dog, which happily accompanied her upstairs to the apartments. It was only from the photos that I realized it was a female dog.
Le chien a le sourire dans sa queue (Victor Hugo)
Sapa (Vietnam) – Ce jour-là, dans cette ville des montagnes du Nord, le temps est pourri. Il pleut, il fait froid. Nous entrons dans un petit restaurant pour nous réchauffer avec l’espoir que, le temps d’un repas, la météo va s’améliorer. Illusion. J’avais remarqué le chien, pensant qu’il s’agissait d’un animal errant. Il est resté à cet endroit, plus d’une demi-heure, le regard fixé dans la même direction, alternant la position assise et debout. J’ai vite compris qu’il n’était pas abandonné, car trop bien nourri et qu’il attendait quelqu’un. Sa patience a été récompensée, car il s’est soudainement dressé sur ses pattes et s’est mis à frétiller. Une petite fille, âgée d’environ six ans, un cartable dans le dos, est arrivée, accompagnée de son grand-père. Elle a pris le chien par le cou et l’a embrassé avant d’entrer dans le restaurant, suivie par le chien qui l’a accompagnée joyeusement à l’étage où se trouvaient les appartements.
The Dog Has Its Smile in Its Tail (Victor Hugo)
Sapa (Vietnam) – That day, in this town in the northern mountains, the weather was rotten. It was raining, it was cold, and around the lake there was a fog you could cut with a knife. We entered a small restaurant to warm up, hoping that, after a meal, the weather would improve. Illusion.
I had noticed this dog, which I had gently stroked on the head, thinking it was a stray. It had royally ignored me. For more than half an hour, it remained in that spot, staring in the same direction. Alternating between sitting and standing, nothing disturbed his attention. I quickly understood that the animal was not a stray—it was too well-fed, despite the lack of a collar—and that it was waiting for someone. Her patience was rewarded, as it suddenly stood up and began to wriggle. Ten seconds later, a little girl of about six years old arrived, carrying a schoolbag, accompanied by her grandfather. She took the dog by the neck and kissed it. The animal was very excited and made no secret of its joy. The little girl entered the restaurant, followed by the dog, which happily accompanied her upstairs to the apartments. It was only from the photos that I realized it was a female dog.