Prvi pes, ki se ga spomnim, je bila dedijeva nemška ovčarka Biba. Bila je izšolana in lepo vzgojena, vendar z veliko črnine na obrazu, zato sem se je vedno malo bala. Ko je imela mladičke, je dedi enega obdržal in mi dovolil izbrati ime. Baro je nesrečno poginil še kot mladič zaradi bolezni, ki je vzela tudi Bibo. K hiši je nato prišla nova nemška ovčarka, ki jo je moj brat poimenoval Pika. Bila je zelo lepa, vendar nemirnega, plašnega značaja. Sledil je Miki, krasen pes, ki je bil malo tudi moj. Dvakrat tedensko sem po glasbeni šoli zavila do babice in dedija, da sem ga odpeljala na sprehod, ga čuvala, ko sta šla od doma, "ugrabili" pa smo ga tudi ob vikendih, da je šel z nami na izlete.
The first dog in my life was my grandfather's german shepherd bitch Biba. She was trained and well behaved, but since she had a lot of blackness on her face, I was always a little afraid of her. When she had a litter, grandfather kept a puppy and allowed me to choose his name. Unfortunately Baro died as a puppy due to an illness, which also took Biba. After some time a new german shepherd bitch moved in and my brother named her Pika. She was beautiful, but had a restless, shy temperament. Then along came Miki, a fine male and a little bit mine as well. I would go to my grandparent's twice a week after music school to take him for a walk. I pet-sitted him, when my grandparents were away and we "kidnapped" him over the weekends to come along on our outings.
The first dog in my life was my grandfather's german shepherd bitch Biba. She was trained and well behaved, but since she had a lot of blackness on her face, I was always a little afraid of her. When she had a litter, grandfather kept a puppy and allowed me to choose his name. Unfortunately Baro died as a puppy due to an illness, which also took Biba. After some time a new german shepherd bitch moved in and my brother named her Pika. She was beautiful, but had a restless, shy temperament. Then along came Miki, a fine male and a little bit mine as well. I would go to my grandparent's twice a week after music school to take him for a walk. I pet-sitted him, when my grandparents were away and we "kidnapped" him over the weekends to come along on our outings.