Max left only one week ago, each time we arrived home from work, was like hell...we where always expecting him to come running to us...
We had a really tough week, our house was made for Max, each corner was made with him there. Every plant or tree was planted with him looking at us like saying "what are you doing, I want to know!". We couldn't look out of the window, beacause we always thought that we would see him seating in the grass, under a tree or bitting any of the hundreds of balls he had around in the garden...
To make it even worse, Alvaro's 40 birthday was on Friday, he woke up feeling sad and lonely... On Friday my research for a new puppy began. I called to the vet/kennel where Max was treated and from where Max's father was. I asked them if they had a puppy from Max's father, and lucky me, they did!
So on Saturday, Jack arrived home...but that is another story, and I will come back soon to tell you more about him...
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