Vitto is my
recently adopted pet. My sister found him in a Facebook post that a girl announced
Vitto has been found lost and alone in Santiago streets, then she told me that
a pretty puppy need help and a house. We decided to adopt Vitto about September
2015, when he was two months of life. The girl that was searching a house for
Vitto told we that he will never grow up a lot, but the truth is he is every
day biggest than September 2015.
When Vitto
arrived to our house, my parents dislike him: they think that he was so big for
our garden house; also they think that Vitto was very disordered. Well, they
think right… after a while he had eaten every dad’s socks and had broken some
of mom’s boots.
In spite of
all him unexpected foods, Vitto is a really important pet for our family: he
arrived after my other dog, Rocky, was dead. And after all, Vitto is a very
important companion for my mom, my sister and me. For my father, Vitto still is only a dog.

