A really good present to start the year

Today I would like to explain what happened to my family and me just nine years ago, on 2002. It was on the New Years Eve. I was with my mum and brother outside home, maybe buying some food for that night or maybe visiting someone while my father was at home. He was paying attention to the sidewalk in front of our house because there was a big electricity-post that was being repaired. As he stood there, he saw a dog. He began touching it. Then he let it enter to our house and he gave it a piece of bread. The dog was just moving the tail as a sign of satisfaction and it lay on our house's grass. After some time, my dad returned to the place where the workers were repairing the post, and he saw them collecting their things as if they were leaving. It was then when it began everything. My father reminded them that they were forgetting the dog in our house, but they suddenly answered: "What dog are you talking about?”. It was all confusion. While my dad was thinking that the dog owned to the workers and let it enter the house, the workers thought that the dog was ours as they saw it with my father! Can you believe it?

My dog, Perla

Then, after some time, my brother, my mum and I arrived. My father was in the garden, probably fixing some things (as he usually likes to do). When he saw us, he just explained what had happened to him minutes ago. But sadly, the dog had left. My brother and I were very disappointed, as we had always wanted a dog and that could have been a really good chance to convince our parents. And as if the dog had heard us, it suddenly appeared again in our garden! We were worried because we celebrate the New Years Eve in a friend’s house, not in our town. That supposed having to leave the dog alone at home until we arrived or let it leave again. We tried to let it go but it didn't want so it spent the night in our house.

On the next morning we went to the vet, and she said that the dog wasn't carrying a "chip" (an identification number that all animals must have in case they belong to someone) and that meant that if nobody reclaimed it in a week, we could do anything we wanted with it.

We were lucky that nobody claimed it, and after long arguments with my family, we finally decided to let the dog stay with us! We chose her a name, Perla, and we bought her everything she needed.

And that's her story! We begun the year with a great present we have always wanted: a dog! :)