He did not survive. Despite caring, catering by his foster father is the little stray dog in the night of 17 at 18 March 2010 of us left. He was just days old. How many exactly, nobody knows. He had shortly before his death, the chance to see the world with my own eyes - for several days he was able to undo them.
On a Muellkippe in Palo he was found screaming for his mother, on a Palo Muellkippe he is buried in silence by his father.
Goodbye, little kitty.
[His owner has named him Satan. The title is not (entirely) my fault!]
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