Back in 2007 our family decided to get a dog.
Since we are not indifferent to the fate of homeless animals, decided not to buy a puppy and to pick up off the street. The children immediately bought everything you need: bowls , toys and litter .
One day my husband , returning from work, saw a shifty on the way a homeless kid. Puppy like glue ran after him, keeping a single step. Periodically looking into his eyes with such hope that her husband just took him in unbuttoned jacket and brought it home. So he became a new member of our family. Little dogs turned out to be a girl and we named her Jessica.
Jessica was playful and sociable, love your new box and yellow ball, which she could barely take the teeth. She has grown by leaps and bounds, went well on a leash and get along with cats.
As I grew older, she was revealed as a mischievous and hyperactive dog. Never sitting still and always wanted to be the center of attention.
The big love was toy-tweeters. Day and night from the street came the cheerful squeaking and barking. These tweeters replaced Jessica: puppies , friends and all the joy.
So time went on and the toys have not changed. Before you go into the booth she was bringing friends home and then stopped by itself. Almost always in her mouth was a ball.. Jessica with him managed to bark, sleep and even eat. While she ate, the ball was in her Cup.
Our cheerful and clever dog is loved by all the neighbors. Always carrying something tasty, and looked at her game. Once her love of all things round played with it a cruel joke.
The other evening my husband and I heard our dog plaintively kavcic and how strange Polevkivi. Jumped into the street we stood dumbfounded. In the booth with Jessica was a hedgehog and she was trying to roll the feet.
And that's how she managed to bring him back, I was convinced the next day. The same hedgehog , peacefully gathered fallen berries. Our fearless dog just took it gently with his teeth and carried into the booth. At the same plaintive whine. Why she hedgehog,it is so we never said!
Jessica lived with us for 8 years. She got sick suddenly. Nothing boded trouble. Even in the morning she always ran with the ball in his teeth and bark at passers-by for dinner and just fell right in front of her husband. So it became our wonderful and amazing dogs. Buried her with all her favorite toys.
Now I'm in the yard running another , small red sun. Loves toys and outdoor games. But the memory of Jesse is haunted, echoing the pain in the heart.