A photograph. Its story
A photograph. Its story
Cabezón was the dog in the building I live in, and sometimes even in the passage as well. He was a street dog, that the whole building adopted, the custodians were in charge of collecting money throughout the building to buy his food, clothes and a bed, he slept next to the concierge, but on cold and rainy days, he had a little house near the storage cellar.
He was an iconic dog, everyone when entering asked for him and stroked him. I really like this photo because it is where it always was, which was in the entrance of the building, taking care of who entered and who left.
He was very old when I came to live here, but it didn't show because they became very good friends with my dog Doris, who is much younger, she jumped on him, stepped on him, ran, hid, chased him, and he tried to keep up with her.
Well then Cabezón got sick, he stayed with us for a few more days and left us. The entire building was in mourning, but to this day we remember it fondly.
Here is a picture of them playing


cabezon fantastic
ResponderEliminarWill always be in their hearts and that is very tender <3!!!!!
ResponderEliminarthe dogs are the best
ResponderEliminarif there is a dog, everything is better! <3
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