Meet Ozzy, he was my first puppy.

He left us 11 years ago. I had forgotten every detail of his face. Thank goodness my sister gave me his photos. It makes me happy to see him again.

He was crazy, funny, and sometimes absent-minded. When he saw us with the leash in our hand, he would run towards the door excited as never before. It was very funny when he would trip and run towards the door again while sticking out his tongue. I had forgotten a little about his little face, but I will never forget that he would eat my lunch if I wasn't careful haha. I will never forget how he would hide his favorite toy behind the curtain of the living room window, when someone came into the living room, he would run out, look for his toy and hide it in the backyard. Te extraño mi ozzy bonito.

I remember when my dad told my sister and I: "I have a surprise for you", we saw a golden puppy sleeping, I had never seen anything so cute in my life (at that time), my dad said "his name is Ozzy" he laughed and said "like Ozzy Osbourne"

I want to keep her happy memories of playing in the park or making a mess with the soap and water on bath days.

My daughter would have loved you madly and you her. Kisses to heaven Ozzy🤍