Since my favorite animal is the wolf, it should be expected that I had dogs for pets and I will be talking about them here.
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This Dalmatian's name is pintar (Spanish for paint but blame my dad for naming him). Even though we had him for some time, I barely knew her and we don't know what happened to her. Hopefully she's doing alright.
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This Tibetan/ Chihuahua mix is named Blacky (yeah, I didn't see the problem when I was a toddler) He was my second and I loved having him as a friend since he was always there to cheer me up, despite being old and having his own family. I remember always walking him without a leash since I was disciplined alongside him that it kind of rubbed off on him, perhaps. As you can notice by his missing teeth, he was really old (15 years in human X 7 in dog years = 105 years old in fact) and he was badly hurt from another dog attacking him,almost ripping his stomach which we had to get stitched together. He barely walked after that and I had to be careful when grabbing him. A year or so later, Blacky's wound reopened, causing him to bleed a lot. When we tried to help him, he attempted to bite us and ran off somewhere, making us lose him in the process. Me and my family couldn't find him for weeks until we went to the pound and asked if they saw Blacky. They did but... he was found dead, ran over by a car. I was heart broken when I heard that and almost fell into a depression again. I'll still going to remember him as a loyal friend.
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And this is my third/present dog, Tigre. He's a Chihuahua/Terrier mix. To be honest, after Blacky's death, I didn't want another dog but my mother insisted on getting one and later got puppy Tigre without telling me. I was thinking of giving him back to his mother but after opening up to Tigre, I decided to keep him as a friend. He's a carrin terrier so He's always excited for me to walk him and jumps up to my stomach. I'm kind of grateful now, AM out!!
