Hello everybody. Today, I want to share with you one story of our family.
One day our father brought a very small and beautiful breed dog of cocker spaniel.
We all family thought to give him the nickname like a Lord or Barbos, but they agreed that his name would be Tosha. My little sister was filled with emotion from happiness, because she dreamed of having a lovely faithful friend. We tried to train him different commands, go out with him for walks.
Tosha became a member of our family. He learned to perform a variety of commands. Sometimes when you talk to him it seemed in his eyes that he understands you and your emotions but can not give an answer.
During his years of living in the apartment, he learned to walk by himself. All the neighbors and children of apartments and houses knew our dog, the children played with him and adults admired his kindness, beauty and smart.
But here's one bleak day, when he was let go for a morning walk, he did not turn around. We was searched everywhere.
It took awhile and everyone realizes that he was probably kidnapped.
The sadness and sorrow in our family and you will not do anything - this is life.
We hope that he is in good hands.
Thank you for the time you spent reading my story.
With love Olga