My Baltazar (L)

In my life always had pets, cats specially. For years had 9, it was madness. My last kitty, Tequila, was mom of 4 nice cats, and in these moment had 5 in my home: Moni (q.e.p.d), Mati (q.e.p.d), Rocky (the rebel), Pupi (the best friend for take a conversation) and of course, Tequila. 

But one day had a dog. My first and unique dog, his name was Baltazar.

 I found him with my sister the last year in one veterinary. He was in the street and all the people saw him but no one take it. Him face was of sadness and was a disagreeable situation, because in his side had a pedigree dogs. We decided adopt it.

Baltazar was a most wonderful pet in the world, had personality, really, like a human person.  He understood when us talked about him and looked angry, look askance at and sit on the flor, waiting the silence for barking indignantly.

 He got to the the pool, something that happened in the movies to me, sleeping with me, with the head on the pillow and covered because he was very chilly.

One day, he escaped and one taxi ran over him. Lost his tail and was in the clinic. Moths after one car ran over him, in the camp. He was with my sister and her boyfriend. These day Baltazar died.

I always remember my little and tender dog, the most faithful. With my sister did it a distinctived song:

Big ear,

Churejón,

Crazy dog.

And after said (with a special voice): It’s the most nice, It’s the most faithful, Baltazar, always with you because he is different.

Love you Baltazar!!!