New Puppy.

It's been nine years since I went to pick up Sete, my brown Doberman. But I remember as if it happened only yesterday.
It was October and I asked my friend Natalia to go with me. To make it more adventures we didn't take the bus, instead we tried to stop some car near her house to take us there. We had luck. We were waiting only fifteen-twenty minutes when one car stopped.
Driver was an friendly older guy. He told us that he can drop us near a town were we were going. We explained the purpose of our trip and we spend the rest of our trip in friendly conversation.

We finely got there. Breeder was very nice woman. She made some lunch for us, talked about her dogs and breeding and when we finished eating she took us outside.
And there they were. A big bunch of little cute pups. It was litter of twelve puppies. She had some black and brown ones.
It was hard to decide. Finally after discussion with Natalia I chose one brown chubby baby girl. She seemed very playful and bright.

It was almost midnight when bus drove in to the town. Natalia's mom came to fetch us from bus station. I tried to sneak new puppy into an apartment, but my father was watching television and he saw me. He was upset a little. Since he also loved dogs and he knew that I am responsible, he had no other choice but accepted it.
And Sete stayed.