For some days ago I searched our apartment for a folder, but instead I found some old photos from the middle of the 80´s. It was fun to look at and remember all the things that happened. One photos off my dog, Ruff, who I had for 13 years. He was a kind and funny little dog that became my friend.

The first time I saw him was when he was around 6 months. He lived almost next doors and I asked if I could take the dog out. With a fish in his mouth he was happy to come along. 6 months later he was mine because the family that had him, moved and they thought that it would be better for the dog to stay with me.

We had lots of fun and even some sad moments. He became sick and hurt his back leg. He loved to sit near by a lake or on a cliff. And beside him you could find me.

Just sharing some memories!
Hugs, Niina