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TOGO--------- my dog, I miss him. He is no more. When he was just 4 days old my dad brought him home. That was the day when I realised what parents do for us as I was told to take care of Togo. My God ! he came to my nerves,running here and there ,under the sofa, below the cupboard,inside the washroom, dirting where ever he felt like.I was like is he come home for me or I am here to be his slave? Mom explained to me that everything has its own price to pay,like if I wanted to play with Togo I was supposed to take care of him ,teach him manners , keep him clean etc. I understood that nothing was easy for me after that, but Togo was a wonderful dog. He understood very easily and implimented as told. Good for me. He grew up as I did too.Fifeteen long years passed and my little pomarian was old. He loved icecream ,peas etc that usually dogs don't like. He attended my wedding. He also stayed a few days at my house (in laws) with all manners taught by me.
TOGO gone fore ever. Mom called me one day that he was ill and she was giving him icecream as doc said he may leave us forever. I rushed to my parents place but I was late , he had gone. God bless his soul.