Continuing the story from the second blog, how I found the Cleme (check it out).
When I found her she was very skinny and her nipples were sore. Some small spots of blood can be seen. And little by little she got fat and became healthy.
At that time living in Santiago, I was very sad, a little depressed and I discovered that she was an oasis. Her personality was very attached, perhaps for the same reason that she lived on the street.
She was very messy. I remember once I came back from college, I went into the apartment and I saw my room, and the garbage was strewn all over the floor, and she was in the middle and it seemed like nothing had happened here.
For things like that I would take her out for a walk, without a chain because at that moment I didn't have one and she was walking close to me. Suddenly I crossed my legs out of shyness towards other dogs. When we got to a park, she started running and spinning, with a joy that could make you forget everything that happened to me and it made me depressed.
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