The runaway returned... Not me, but my dog ​​who had run away.

Finally, after a week gone my dog ​​decided to return. A short time ago I had to move house, so my dog ​​didn't get used to it very well around here and ran away.

Originally this dog was not mine, she lived on the street when I adopted her, she was skinny and all dirty, lacking care. And little by little I took care of her and gave her food and she ended up getting used to me.

A week ago when I got home I realized that the dog was not at home, but I was hoping she would come back quickly, but she didn't come back, I went looking for and couldn't find it at all, I was with
afraid she had been run over in the road.

The prodigal son...

When I woke up early I saw that she had come home and was sleeping in the garage, and when she saw me she started to mumble and cry... I took the opportunity and gave her water and food, the poor thing ate so much, she was very hungry and thirsty.

I noticed that she was too weird, sleeping a lot, she didn't get up for anything, that's when I realized she had a high fever, and I gave medicine to cure her fever.

As soon as she got better she promptly went back to who she was before... all excited and happy.

"Magali sick, poor thing"

I can conclude that...

She knows she needs human care, and so she remembered where she should never have left... she knows she has a home with a warm place for her to sleep, fresh water, and plenty of food to eat whenever she wants.

In her moment of need, she decided to return...