Bruni
In January my dog passed away. Well, Bruni was Einstina’s dog. But sometime over the last four years she became my dog too. As a kid, a dog chased me when I was returning home from the bakery. I had to barter bread for freedom that day. So in late 2022, when I met Bruni for the first time, I was still really scared of dogs. She was almost 8 years old then and her hyper-energetic, crazy-dog phase was behind her. With her it was easy to overcome my fear. Every time I met with her, I just knew she was just happy to see me, tail wagging and almost drooling in anticipation of a treat. Einstina and I would often have to spell out T-R-E-A-T because Bruni was listening and Bruni was a food-loving Labrador. Even if she had just eaten and you were yet to finish your food she would come to you, paw at your leg and look at you with those puppy-dog eyes like, “Please give me some food, I have not eaten in days!” Those eyes would always melt my heart. We had to quickly Google, “Can dogs e...
