"The nice one, the brown". That's what we called it at the beginning. Returning from the public pound of Sparta with 44 dogs, all sick, some very urgent, others less, until we had time to put them in order, to take care of the hospitalizations and to get to know them even a little, many had simple nicknames.
There was "the beautiful", the two "pinschers", the "wolf dogs", the "old lady with the cord", the "old ladywith the tumor" etc. Well she was "the nice one". Because she was nice, and she still is. She is a good dog. An easy dog, gentle, cooperative, calm, nice.
In the end we called her Margarita, but sometimes we still call her Margarita the nice one. She is about four years old and is an animal that we really like - apparently you have already understood this from all the above description. She has never caused us any problems. From the first day it was as if she does not exist, she has a discretion and a calmness that almost make you forget that you have a dog next to you.
Countless conversations we have had and are having about all the dogs, what character one has, what the other needs, which one is getting along with which, which one does not get along with anyone. For her all the discussions we have had, if we wrote them on paper, would not fill a single paragraph. She never caused a problem, she never had issues, it's as if she came with her perfection to live with us.
And just like that, she will one day take her perfection, and she will go to live with her family.
