He's Gighen

On a warm Tuesday my little sister and I found a little puppy under my car, a little black dog that couldn't move..

With him was his brother, another black puppy that cried and supplicated the other one to move.. I was touched by this display of so much love..I couldn't leave him here, on the street, alone, malnourished and with breathing problems. His brother then saw us immediately ran away, he was clearly afraid!

We took the sick brother and we ran to the nearest veterinary! .. the little Gigen had been attacked by ticks, he hadn't enough blood to breathe, so he couldn't move! Oh poor baby!

The veterinary (you can say "vet") prepared severals drips and gave me a little medicine for him. Today Gighen has taken his first steps, he cries in search of his brother (I think) that is now in a kennel.

Unfortunately I can't keep Gigen with me.. I've already two cats, two turtles and other pets. I'm very sad because right now no one want adopted him.. and soon I will be forced to take him to a kennel. It comforts me that he will return to his brother.. in the meantime he sleeps beside me while I try to write this story.

I pray for you Gighen.

That's so sad. I hope you find a good home for him; with any luck, his brother's OK too.