Another Half

Hi, this is going to be really long.

Actually i have just one dog but in all my life i had 3 dogs. My parents don't like cats and i'm allergic to them so i have never had one.
I have my first dog when i was like 2 years his name was Scot, i always tought that his name it was for the brand of the toilet paper but my brother named for the dog of the movie "Toy Story" the one who is with the bad neighborhood "Sid".

He was with us like 2 or 3 years but one day he went outside like always but never comeback.
A christmas of the 2004 an uncle give us my second dog, his name was "Malcon" i don't remember why we put it that name but we like it. He was super hyperactive, he ate everyting at my home and he bite me a lot, i really didn't care about that because i liked him too much.

One day at november of 2010 when we were at our car with my family we almost crush a dog who crosses the street, he was like 2 months and we decide to take him to our house and adopt him. He had too many names, the first one was "Puffy" and then "Americo" (that was my mom), "peluche" and finally "Osito".

They are everything to me, they make me happy and sometimes angry too but I enjoy to have pets even if they are not mine (I take care the dogs of my friends when they travel)

This year Malcon got sick, it was really weird because he was really healthy and still hyperactive even with his 14 years. We have to go many times to the veterinary but we never had a clearly answer.
At August 16th he passed away in my arms, it was really difficult I could say that it was the worst feeling of my whole life. Now he will stay in my arm forever