Well, everybody, I'm very sad to say this, two days after, because, my puppy Bulma has passed away. She died in my mom's arms, even though she was saying goodbye to me and I didn't know it. I am completely devastated and very depressed. My dog ​​was too weak, due to an operation for some tumors that she had in her body, generating 2 symptoms: Diabetes and Cancer. Then, after the surgery, she was completely thin, on the back legs and back. You could say that when you stroked her, it was like touching her rib bones. Now this silence that I am suffering from never hearing his barking and grunting again, produces a Void in my whole body. I feel that everything in me broke and I now understand the Concept of Life and Death. I am scared and I understand that it is normal, but I am more scared of not having been able to do anything, whoever it is and I would have liked my dog ​​to live the years that they said she was going to live. Already on September 25, it would be 12 years that the Veterinarian said it was going to be the last year of life and I could not endure. Sleep Bulma. I will miss you a lot and forever in my heart . My dog ​​Bulma is already upstairs, with the dogs she never met and who she did know. The same with reuniting with his mother and father's dogs. Very soon she maybe reunited with her puppy brothers and sisters too. I really feel a pain that will never go away. I understand that little by little I will try to overcome it but I am one of those people who don't know it, that there should be some way (and sorry for the stupidity), to go back in Time and have what I am looking for, so that later I can give a Second Chance to those who deserve it and those who do Evil, they should be suffering until they have the human face to say "I was wrong" because afterwards (as it is happening) it is too late. Very very late . Regards and thanks for the condolences .