Saturday night, I came home at 5 am.
I parked the car in and I have not edited in any way to check if Oliver and Ruby were inside. I have seen Fiocco, and I thought that all 3 dogs were domendo. while I went to bed, Bow started barking, trying to draw the attention of his bosses ... I pretended not to, and I started to sleep.
At 8, my father woke up and noticed that there were Oliver and Ruby.
Panic!
are taken out of bed and ran to look in my pajamas ... crying.
After an hour of searching, my father found them.
You should know that some day a pack of stray dogs running around my house in the country. Unfortunately I have a neighbor ultra septuagenarian, who hates animals, and is also bad with humans.
He sprinkled throughout poisoned The town ....
Ruby, baby just 10 months, could not resist the temptation, and ate.
Dad found him dead, too late.
Oliver has watched over him until my father found them.
I'm desperate ....
I wonder if I had heard the moans of Bow, and had fallen to check .... maybe Ruby is still alive.
I feel like a weight on my conscience, a boulder that crushes my heart ....
