When i had 10 my dad brought to my house a little box with him and he said opened this box you would learn a big responsability, i look after for a life during several years, i would be a great mom, because he would give me a son, and the most important thing i would be choose a name. When i saw my puppy i was so excited and nervous. My puppy was so tinny and black hairy. My grandfather always called every dog "Cachupín" so for me it was the only name that i had in my mind... So since September of 1995, "Cachupín González Farjas" slept, play with me until January of 2003, when he left us for a love. For everyone was better the way how he left us, cause see him died should being the worst moment of my life.
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