Her name was Lilly. I knew her since she was at the size of my palm. That was the only living being who has shown her complete life-cycle. I remember my dad shouting on me when I was trying to open her eye lids. Unfortunately she could not see her natural mother. She opened her eyes in our palms. She never tasted her mother's milk, we fed her milk in a small bottle with rubber nipple...she knew our whistle and her bowl sound very well, wherever it was it used to come with utmost love...after that I was decided not to grow any pets...Though that was a stray dog, I have never seen such a beautiful dog in my life. That was a lovely dog in my life.
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