Not A Scene That You Can See Everyday

I'm grateful for the stupidest Golden Retriever that have ever lived, Bap, for being with me during the first thirteen years of my life.

When I was 6 months old, my parents owned Bap. He was also 6 moths old. Mom's friend that we take Bap from named him getting inspired by Budweiser, the beer. Because of its colour. So his actual name was Bap. But when I started talking I couldn't pronounce Bud so his name was changed to Bap. Literally, he was like my brother. I used to bring my books in front of him for him to read me when I was little. I hugged him when my parents scolded me. He used to eat everything and his favorite was pears. He couldn't learn how to walk properly during his life time. When I took him out for a walk, you couldn't tell if he was making me walk or I was making him walk. He used to get in to our wardrobes and drag our stuff to n the middle of the entrance. Besides his all stupidity and misbehaving, he showed me to be merciful. This photo is a proof for that. We also have cats in house. So whenever some of them gives birth Bap was the one who took care of the cubs. Their mom just nursed them. But Bap was there to protect, make them sleep and warm them up. He passed away three years ago, at the age of thirteen. We really miss him.