One day I'll be lucky enough to have a dog, and if I'm super duper lucky, he'll be a little something like Capitan, a loyal German Shepherd from Argentina. The story goes like this. Miguel Guzman bought Capitan as a gift for his son back in 2006, and then a year later, Miguel unexpectedly passed away. A week after the funeral, the family couldn't find Capitan anywhere and had assumed he'd run away and/or been struck by a car. Then, when the family went to visit Miguel's grave, there was el Capitan, apparently wailing.
Zomg, my heart is already in my throat. But the story gets even more bittersweet.
The family had never brought Capitan to the graveyard and had no idea how he located it. The cemetery employees say they saw Capitan search each grave site 'til he settled on Miguel's.
Every evening at 6 p.m., Capitan lays down on top of Miguel's burial site and stays there all night, keeping his master company. Sometimes Capitan will visit the family at home, but he always returns to Miguel at night. Always.
Heart bursting yet? No? This'll do it. Miguel's 13-year-old son says:
I've tried to bring Capitan home several times, but he always comes straight back to the cemetery. I think he's going to be there until he dies too. He's looking after my dad.
Is it dusty in here? I think I have something in my eye. Oh wait, no, that's just pure unadulterated emotion.
I think it's time we shut this story down before my tears cause my computer to short-circuit. There is nothing like a dead-father-loyal-dog story to really get the waterworks going -- and even if this is fake, even if Capitan never existed, I don't care, because I feel like it could be real. Dogs, especially my beloved German Shepherds, are wonderfully loyal and supportive creatures who are more than capable of doing something like this.
I SWEAR TO GOD IT IS SO DUSTY IN HERE.
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