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The oldest one in that photo is Amy, who passed away already, the other ones are Negan and Lucille, who are siblings, the sister of a friend found them in the trash, so bring them to me. They were very united.
Elvis the black one that was a gift from my aunt, passed away recently, and with no reason apparently, it was already old.
Vainilla, the husky one, I adopted she pretty old, and we fought against something that produces tumors, In the end, she was suffering, so I took my car, she loved, especially to go out, so I bring her to the veterinary, I bring him to my car, and we put she to sleep, on my car, I don't want she to be scared at her last minute. We planted a tree on her grave. And Rincho, the red one.
When he was young and not from me, survived a big lizard attack, he was a hunter, he lived in the house next to where I lived, he bit me one time, so I brought him food every time I could. He has become my friend, he every time crosses the wall to be on my side, I bring him to his home several times, but he comes back each time, so I adopted him.
He is so loyal; when I had an accident, my aunt fed my pupies, but when I was able to visit them after a year, he refused to leave me. Even when I got in the car of my aunt, he escaped and sat on my side, so made everybody cry, to be with him I returned to my house.
Poly, was not mine, he was from the neighborhood, but every time I had the opportunity, I took a rame or a big stick, and I trained him to fly, he wanted, moved his wings like he was flying, on time he escaped to the liberty and doesn't return.
Her name was Kira, I loved her, was very intelligent, I trained her to walk on my side even with no belt, I said stop to cross the street and she stops, when she died, I was not in my natal city La Paz, she lived in my parents home, I was starting to be independent in the city of Cochabamba, it was painful not to be there.
Kira had 10 pups, all fat and beautiful, and we stayed with one of them, called Max, he is now pretty old.
Is young on this picture.
I adopted Rambo, who lived next to my house, he was tied up to a fallen tree, even when was rainy, was sunny, no matter the weather, so one day I was tired of that actitud so I brought him to my house, and nobody said anything so he stayed with me.
When I went out with my dogs, she used to join the group and play with my dogs very energetically. One day she had no energy, was sitting almost all the time, she was weak, so that day, I brought her to my house and fed her, since that day she joined the family.
That little one is Vinito, my aunt gave it to me when I was hospitalized, I wanted a dog because I saw dead people, I stopped seeing dead people when I went out of the hospital.
That one is Jim, we gave him to my aunt but was too spoiled, so my aunt returned him, now he is old too.
My sister had one but now lives with us, named Logan, another gift from my aunt.
He think is big is haughty, but everytime he feel is at danger he hide.
We had another Husky, younger, we brought her to be a couple of Jim or Max but we waited too much they are too old already.
She is a pain in the a**, very intelligent, there is no barrier she can not cross.
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