..My Beautiful Dog..

When I was 12 all of a sudden, while we were sitting at home with our guests, my daddy came home with a box in his hand..Inside the box there was a little Dalmatian dog. OMG!! We were all surprised except for mommy who was not that enthusiastic :D Daddy said that he was just 20-days-old and all of his 7 other brothers died, Baron was the only one who survived and my daddy bought it from an American living in Muğla.. He was so cute that we all loved him , I was like a mommy of him; it was me taking care of him, feeding him, buying dog food for him, playing with him, washing him..
But no matter how much we loved him, we had to give him to someone else who can take care of him better than we do because we had no enough time for him; mommy and daddy were out all the day, like me and my brother so there were no one to deal with him.
The goodbye time was so hard for both us and him; they said he cried till the morning, indeed like me..
Anyways, now I am happy that he leads a good life in Kocaeli with lots of people to take care of him..:)