During the course of my life I just had a dog, Toto, and a cat, Carlita. Toto was a really fantastic dog and I learn some things like parnership, caring about other and enjoying little things in life. She´s dead now, and I miss her so much, but I do not feel alone cause there stills an animal friend on the family.

Carlita arrived at my home in 2003, she was very tiny and shy. She used to hide 23 hours of the day and only went out for some food and to exploring the house. Nowadays, she sleeps with the hole family, even my dad, who enjoys making her angry. My mom arrives home and hug her as soon as seen her. In the past, Carlita does not like my brother at all, she used to pee in his bedroom or tried to bite him when he tried to make contact with her. That changed in some point of our lives but we, the humans, stills trying to find out why.

When I was little she always came to see me, I think we are very similars to each other cause we hang out the most of the time together in those days. If my days in that tima had 16 hour, I must be with her 8. Sometimes I felt, and untill today in some point, that she see me like a brother. And maybe that the same reason why she came wherever I am to sleep next to me.

She is very old now, so I feels a bit of fear when she looks ill, and as she take care of me when I am down, I take care of her. Even the fact that now I does not seen her frecuently as when I was a kid, because of the university, my friends or that sometimes she prefers being with my mom or my brother.