A sad story

Hi guys
In this ocassion I talk about of my dead pets.
This is a long and old story, and very sad. I will start since year 1995.
When I was a baby, my mother bought me a pet, a black dog, it was very small and his hair was curly :') His name was Terry, and always taked care of me. I don't remember very well, I just remember how it looked.
The sad part of this story is that the neighbor killed the dog with poison :( and for nearly three years we didn't have pets, only hens roost back of the house :B
When I was a little girl (year 2000), I haved another mate, his name was Iriti, he was a little dog, his color was coffee with milk. :3 It was a very playful, and barking were small and sharp. I remember a lot of things with he, I remember us playing, or by feeding him <3 He is the pet to which I most wanted in my life and always I remember him with fondly.
The bad news is that the same neighbor poisoned Iriti .. I suffered a lot with his lost, and because of that my family decided not to give me a pet anymore.
In my house today have a dog name Platón, but almost never see for being here, in Stgo. I don't see it as a pet, or as a companion as they were the previous two.
I prefer see it only as a dog who loves chasing cyclists through the gate :)
The end ...