But when the age of mating began, my problems began right there because he ran away from home and I did not like to tie him, I believe that the freedom of the moorings is important since it gives that feeling of Freedom so longed for. One day something very funny happened, Emperor got a bottle that I kept as a souvenir and began to suck it like crazy (he was 4 months old) when he felt that nothing came out he began to bark and push the bottle hahaha, it was his look so innocent that it captivated my attention.

One fine day Emperor did not appear, I put everyone at home alert and began the search for all the surroundings and nothing did not appear, I felt a sharp pain in my chest, my hands were sweating, tears ran down my cheeks and it was when my husband took the reins of the disappearance of Emperor (I am not crying).

3 days passed and he did not appear, I was still anguished and very sad when I saw a dog in the distance from my street, staggering and approaching me oh! God was Emperor, beaten and wounded (his ear was ripped off) I shouted calling everyone at home and immediately we went to a vet, but it was very hard as he told us:
"The blows were very strong, it seems that he had a fight and also was run over by a car; if he survives tonight he can be saved yes no, get ready, there is nothing else to do.

I stayed awake all night with him, I healed him, tucked him in and talked all night until I sang to him like a baby but he could NOT manage to survive, I could only see myself with his sad and anguished eyes, I could never forget his face of pain. I hugged him, kissed him to say goodbye in healthy peace with him.

Today my daughter has a pet that her boyfriend gave her, it is a puppy named Bimbo (they live with me), I love him and I love him very much, but Emperor remains in a corner of my heart forever.
Emperor was music to my ears and food for my soul, it was love at second sight

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