The
statue of a little dog is one of the most photographed statues in Edinburgh,
Scotland. The little Skye Terrier was the dog of an Edinburgh policeman known
as a bobby. For five years he accompanied his master on his rounds all over the
city. Then the policeman died. The gates to the cemetery proclaimed NO DOGS,
and the gates were shut the day of the funeral before the little dog could get
through them.
Each
day after the one o’clock cannon firing at the fort above the Royal Mile the
little dog walked to the coffeehouse his master often frequented. He was given
a few scraps to eat, then he’d return to the cemetery to guard his master’s
grave. After the first day when the cemetery caretaker found him and realized
the dog was Greyfriars Bobby he ignored
the no dogs rule. Every day for ten years the little dog would repeat his
routine. Often on very cold winter nights a caring person would give him
shelter in their home. When the little dog died, an exception was made to allow
him to be buried beside his master. The little brass replica on a post on the
Royal Mile is a favorite photo op.
At one end of
the small park in Kiev, Ukraine stands a bronze statue of a little cat whose
ears and
tail are shinny from the many rubbings they have received---a sign of
good luck. Years ago the little cat smelled smoke and scratched the security
people to warn its owners of a fire in time for all of them to make it to
safety. But in all the confusion the little cat was forgotten and died of smoke
inhalation.
In Havana, Cuba
there is a life-size bronze statue of a French gentleman standing on the
sidewalk outside Basilica Manor.
To touch either his beard or hand is supposed
to bring good luck. Both were shiny from much rubbing.
I’ve seen many
many statues in my travels, but these are the good-luck charmers of which I
have fond memories.
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