A small Christmas story that I hope you'll enjoy
Tito arrived on Christmas eve
in the arms of my uncle
He got aquainted pretty fast with
the members of the famely
With dog who were in the mood
of playing.....
and dogs who were not.
Sice he was still to Young to go
outside, a rubber chicken was his first
home entertainment. He didn't fancy it much!
So a colored rope and a some
chewed up plastic bottles were his home buddy's
Until Mr. Weard smily face
arrived.....
and Hubertus!
When indore, I found out that
Tito is an elegant dreamer,
super for belly-scratches,
tempered
and curious.
So when a snowy day arrived, it
gave the young fellow the opportunity
to descover a bit of the out-dore world.
The only thing he learned was to sit.
When he was old enough, I thought
it was a good idea for him to meet
more friends.
So what better place then the parck?
But I wasn't surpised in seeing
him shy with other dogs.
When the weather turned milder we
would walk in the country were he
would run in the tall grass,
and after that a nice
worm lovely bath.
Summer days passed with cousins.
First birthday! a veri important
celebration with tight friends.
Autum..... dreaming of summer.
and Christmas. One year gone
together.... and many to come.
