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more than a pet you were a brother

I In my nineteen years old I grow up with my puppy. She do arrived my house days after of my birth because She was abandoned for your really owner. According to the memories of my parents I do played with my new dog everyday, She does grew strong and happy with a new family. As time passed, she gave birth ten puppies with I was four years old, all some tenderness, and I was the happiest because I has my own legion of puppies. However these babys can´t stay at home because these were too many and the house was small, we could only leave a puppy. For this decision my litlle brother chose your puppy and is your best friend to this day. For my part, I lost my dog two years ago, however I remember to this day the good times I had with my pet and I know that happy because we managed to make her as happy as possible and feel loved with a home and a family that she deserved such the puppy that today does not have much of a puppy.