
I was a pedigree english Cocker Spaniel born in a farm, somewhere in East london.The people who later adopted me came to the farm, saw me, loved me at first sight and decided to have me. I went with them first to Athens Greece for 4 months, later to Khartoum, Sudan ( where they lived at that time). I lived with them for 6 years there.I was loved and pampered and felt like a princess. During summer holidays they'd take me to Greece with them. Once going from Khartoum to Athens my crate wasn't taken out of the aircraft in Athens(it was SWISSAIR, a Swiss company). By mistake they took me to Geneva and then back, while my mom was about to have a fit. I was in that crate for about 15 hours!! On the 7th year of my life my family moved to Greece. We lived there for one more year at granny's and as we prepared to move to our own house , I got hit by a car and died right then and there....
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