Four months ago, my uncle gave us a cute 2 weeks old white puppy and we named her Whitey. The pup is so small that even other pup within her age seems to be big if they were compared toe to toe. Then as months goes by, this cute little pup grows bigger and become more adorable. By then, she's been the noisiest dog that we have that barks with her very tiny and high pitch voice and it tends to annoy you and breaks your ear drum every time you'll hear her barking. All our friends, neighbors, visitors, and relatives that visit our house got easily hooked-up in playing her and even kids likes her to bring on their homes. She also catches attentions of other dogs that they like to play with her. It gives everyone joys and happiness in our compound.











But suddenly, the happiness is been broken. She passed away and the only thing she left to us is just a fond memory that she never failed to bring to us.