I was a poor street dog, like many others I was searching food in the streets, living a sad life. I found one day a family who has so much dog food in their house. I started to sleep in front of their door. Every morning the mother of the house gives food to my friends, street dogs. When the food time finish, all the dogs go away to sleep somewhere except me. I didn´t move at all and I stayed all the time in front of the door. When there was a gossip that the municipality was collecting street dogs to let them sleep, my mother took me inside the house and never send me back. I am living happily with my other 3 friends from than on. By the way that is not me who did the gossip )

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BBQ meet

I play with my friends

I sometimes don´t like to play with Kuruş(the other dog at home), she can be too actif and boring...

I like to go out with the car so much, I like to walk in the forrest, to do bath with mud, I like to go to the beach, I like to go out with humans no matter where...

My kind character. Nobody believes that I grow up in the streets. I can behave so good like I had a good education. I can listen and learn quick. I am beautifull and almost never bark. I am just a perfect dog.