My dog, Fuba.

Fuba was a stray dog, great with yellow hairs on the back and his hair was black. who lived about 10 years and who remained in the memory of many people.
Fuba came into our family after being hit by a car in front of my house, and his first meal was manioc flour with cornmeal, so the name Fuba, and was gradually getting the confidence of the family.
Generally, the morning he left me at school with my mother. After leaving me at school, my mother and he went around the city. When they got home they took a lot of water and eating fresh watermelon taken from the garden (he loved watermelon), and soon after he slept the night to compensate for not sleeping.
At noon my mom and Fuba would pick me up at school. And when he got home we ate lunch.
After lunch, he picked up the book''Beauty and the Beast''and put in my lap for me to read to him. He would lie and put your head on my lap and listened to the story with his tail wagging.
After reading the book we were going to take care of Horta, he and I dug and planted seed and plugged the hole.
After hours care Horta he returned to sleep.
The five-thirty we were going to a playground near home she joked on several things such as catch-plate and hide and seek (playing hide and seek with him was no fun) and various other entertainments.
The night Fuba was released to care for the safety of the dog casa.meu
On weekends, Fuba take his bath, had to do a MultiRAE to give her a bath because it was very hard, and on Sunday he ate spaghetti, his favorite dish.
Fuba liked to eat meat, watermelon, and loved to eat noodles and loved to eat noodles and drink milk.
Fuba died on 24 December two thousand and eight, because of his age, Fuba was a great dog, friend, companion and still my brother man who did not.