His name is Barack Obama! I have no idea why. I guess not only because he is dark but a friend of ours said that his breed is "Barak". I doubt he has less than 6 breeds in his blood, but at least he got his name. Anyway.
What I`d like to say is that this dog is a very, very lucky one. When I found him he was so hungry, exhausted and full with flees that I hardly held my disgust to take him in my arms. Now Barack lives in his own domain with huge personal garden he goes round about hundred times every day! He has own little cottage (costom made!) and a Personal Jesus in the face of my dear friend Plamen who takes care of him. Food, water, medical service... this guy seems to be born under a lucky star!!!
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Hi and good evening Yana,
the story about Barack Obama is very interesting and maybe sensible. The story tell me a lot about you as a very warmharted person.
Can you imagine you what I do sometimes: if I go to the supermarket and see on the entrance some dogs, I pay a little meat and when I come out, the dogs get it against the hunger. I like the dogs of the street and it´s a bad experience for me here in Bulgaria to see, how the most people think about this animals.
It´s nice to know, that you´re different. much greetings from Jens
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