Dasha 1991. We applied to a club to buy a silver Miniature Poodle male and were waiting for our turn. Some day all of our family went to a pet market, just to have a look... We returned with a wonderful brown girl, who obviously didn't have a pedigree. Dasha was an unusual dog. First of all, she was a Personality who taught us to communicate with her. She possessed natural smartness, extraordinary charm, analytical mind and lots of happiness. She was the dog no one can forget... She was fond of traveling, and when she felt the smell of our car she rushed out of the apartment and downstairs. Very often, my father made a special tour round our block for her. She always knew when she was beautiful. For two days after her regular clipping, Dasha looked very proud of herself, as if saying - Look and admire! She was a fastidious eater, and stayed slim for the whole of her life, although all of our family were ready to lay themselves out for her. Perhaps, that is why she worshipped long walks and played like a puppy until almost ten years of age, when she fell ill. Neither of my dogs can replace my Dasha, who accompanied me for so many years - she is part of my life. We couldn't save her, although we tried our best.... Her life was so short... We remember...
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