I'm certain that some point in our lives, we have all experienced the loss of a beloved pet. It is truly heart-wrenching to come to terms with the fact that our furry companion, who was by our side for the majority of our lives, is no longer with us. To cope with the sadness of my dog's passing, I often find solace in the words of my parents, who remind me that he is now in a better place. However, it is still incredibly disheartening to accept that my dog is gone forever. It has been 3 years since Gazzy, my dog, passed away. It is a Yorkie and I bought him to a friend.
Gazzy enjoys roaming around. He is gentle around people he knows, but strangers should be cautions. In fact, no one dares to come into our home without securing Gazzy first by tying him up. Despite not being a biter, he displays a high level of aggresion. On one accasion, my cousin mistakenly entered the house, and Gazzy immediately leaped towards him.
We taught him how to obey our commands and he picked up some neat tricks along the way. Gazzy was my constant companion during walks, as he enjoyed strolling down the street. On most weekends, we take him for a walk on the river or on the beach. Moreover, my brother and sisters and I made sure to keep him well-cleaned. We made it a weekly routine to take care of his hygiene by taking turns to give him baths and brush his fur.
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