Faithful Dimoga

There lived a man named Magezera in the Province of Gitarama Rwanda whose wife had died. This man was left with a daughter of 2 years who he loved so dearly to his heart. The man also had a dog, a faithful German shepherd, who was his best friend in that lonely village. Every-day Magezera would play with his dog and teach him tricks. The man called the dog Dimoga meaning a faithful dog. Dimoga would watch Kathrine for Magezera at nap time and protect the house from bad men everywhere. All three lived in that house alone. Besides Kathrine Dimoga was the only thing Magezera so loved.

One summer day there was a famine in Gitarama and Magezera decided to spend his last money to buy some food for his daughter Kathrine. He learned of a nearby village about thirty-three kilometres away from Gitarama where it was rumoured abundance of milk, bread, corn, fruits and beans. He decided to go to Kayumbu at once. Before he went he ordered Dimoga to watch the house. He prepared the Friday afternoon.And so Magezera left early Saturday morning with a carton wagon and two horses for Kayumbu.

However while he was gone something terrible happened. Bad animals came to visit the home. The wolves surrounded the shed as they heard the baby crying, crying, crying aloud inside.  Dimoga prepared himself for a fight. By this time it was late in the evening and Magezera was on his way home. Suddenly seven wolves attacked Dimoga. It was a violent struggle. Dimoga managed to kill three of the wolves but was badly injured. He ran to Kathrine and sat gently on top leaving space for her to breathe.

By now it was early Sunday, Magezera was entering the small village when he heard some noise! He said, “that sounds like Dimoga”, and “that sounds like wolves”. He jumped of his wagon, loaded his riffled gun and raced speedily towards his village home. As he neared the shed, he shot two riffles killing one wolf and chasing the rest away. His heart beat frantically for worry! His eyes tense and his muscles trembled as he entered the house. He shouted Kathrine, Kathrine, Kathrine! On top of his voice. Right there he was met by a trail of blood he followed all the way to the crib. He cocked his gun when he saw a dark creature sitting on top of a crying object with blood on its teeth breathing hard. In anger he fired two shots killing the creature instantly with a sound he long remembered. He turned on the light, his baby was alive! But Dimoga was dead from the bullets of a riffle.

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