She is Gaby, my family's pet. She is a mongrel
or hunting female dog, I suppose, since I don't know much about dog breeds.
More than fourteen years ago, Gaby –being a
three-month-old puppy– arrived as a gift at home, tied to the birth of my
little sister. I remember that it was I who baptized her, naming her as a
character in the TV series 'BKN'. Until that moment, I did not know that Gaby
corresponded also to the name of my godmother, which caused many confusions and
jokes about it. Today, however, my family and I call her: "old
woman".
Gaby, obviously, is of an advanced age, has
been the mother of three puppies and has a deal with cardiorespiratory disease.
Years ago, on the contrary, Gaby could move with ease and speed, and was very
active throughout the day. However, she maintains a characteristic from the
first day: her bad mood with strangers. I suppose she does that because she
loves us and protects us.
I have valuable memories of my childhood with
her. For example: when in the afternoon we played with a ball in the yard. This
is why it would be very sad to see her die, as happened with Cocky, a cocker
spaniel that was once in my house. I would regret not having spent more time
with her.
Here is Gaby, accompanying my grandfather.


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