A photograph and his history.

 

This photograph is very important to me as it talks about how one of my dogs came into my life. In December of last year, together with my grandfather, we found a dog in very bad condition. He had apparently been run over, and did not appear to have a home. We decided to take him home and take care of him for a few days, healing his wounds and providing him with food, water and a place to sleep. At first he was very reserved and discouraged, and seemed to want to leave, but as the days passed, and with the healing of his wounds, we saw how joy returned to him. We finally decided to keep him, and he has become a very important member of the family. I find it impressive how the photographs tell a story about both good and bad times. For me it is a photograph of how we love our pet, and how he loves us.