It's a really sad thing for us. The dog's name is Hershey. She is a less than a year dog which we found looking outside our bakery on that faithful day of June 30.
My dad was so delighted to see the dog, that he considered Hershey as a gift for his birthday since it was his birthday that day. The dog was a kind dog. She was well-trained and highly amusing. Where can you find a dog that sits on a white chair like a man, and eagerly watches the television. The dog even knows how to eat bananas and bread. What a sweet dog she is.
However, one day after she was able to kill a cat after chasing it. She just fell ill. She just refused to eat anything at first. Then she doesn't like to move at all. Soon, the lively dog we knew, evolved into a sadly and weak dog. :(
Oh Hershey, how we wish we were able to do something for you, but we were forced to give you away. :( Now I wish you are okay now and happy with you're new owner. >_<
I have few pictures of the sick Hershey here. :(
