Berenjena. Had to give her away. She followed my mom and my sister from the street to our department.
We tried to adopt her. But my older dogs didn't welcomed her nicely.
She was a baby, perhaps one month old. And she needed attention and care. Don't know where she is now. Someone adopted her, but we haven't knew about her anymore.
Luna, the older. My little baby. She's 15 years old. She has cancer now. All I hope is that she isn't suffering. Some doctors have told us that, as she's a petite dog, operating the cancer has more risks than leaving it in the first place.
She may not survive the operation.
Oso, the child of our family. 14 years old. He has a blood dissease. The one that doesn't allow him to coagulate. We have to take special care with this one.
If he cuts, he starts bleeding non-stop.
And these two are 8 years old. They were a "present" and a "souvenir" from a baby shower that mom and sisters assisted to.
The thing is that, the people who made the baby-shower, had tiny bowls with tiny turtles on them as Table Centres Decorations.
Once the baby shower ended, the guest had the option to take home with him the "souvenir".
As I always wanted a turtle when I was a child, mom decided to take them home with her.
They are the only known survivors out of all the turtles that were used as decorations. The small one is Imperio, and the other one is Cruxio.
WTF IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE