Melby's life
Melby’s life Most people, when they want to write about someone that has really had an impact on them, they usually choose a relative. This is not my case, as one of the souls that truly marked my childhood was a dog. Melby was a beautiful Yorkshire terrier. By the time I was born he was already three years old. When he was a puppy things were quite easy for him, as the only worries he had were sleeping and eating. No sooner had he became five my brother was born so he had two friends to play with. As Melby grew up he started having several medical issues and required a few surgical procedures. Despite his limitations he always came to receive us when we got back from school. When he reached twelve he could hardly go for a walk. When he had just got fifteen years old he passed away.