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I used to visit my cousin’s house every weekend throughout middle school and high school, and I remember the night we were playing Xbox 360 and we heard knocks on the door. He attended, and a few minutes later he brought a tiny cage with a strange-looking border collie, her hair was white with blue and some black spots, one of her eyes was half blue and half white, the other was blue. She was a puppy, scared from the dark surrounding her except for the dim light the tv screen was projecting. My cousin then told me that he had bought her for a high sum of money, I had never seen a dog like that and would not believe how expensive it was. My cousin named her “Djoko”, he used to be a tennis player and a big fan of Novak Djokovic, the Cristiano Ronaldo of tennis. Days went by, Djoko would always be in the room with us, biting our toes while watching us play a wide range of videogames, I personally could not stand her bites, even for a puppy she had sharp and strong teeth, they even made me bleed once. We would walk her out sometimes, she needed to learn where she lived in case she ever got lost, and for us to do some muscular exercise since we would spend countless hours in the couch doing nothing productive other than gaming. Whenever a car passed by, Djoko would try to chase it, luckily though, my cousin was strong enough to hold her back with the leash, and of course he would get angry and tell her to not do that; Djoko never learnt, she was a herding dog, those that farmers use to herd sheep. Years went by, Djoko became a big, healthy pedigree dog; even while her hair fell off constantly, she always looked majestic, her barks could be heard from far away, and she was very playful, yet very aggressive towards other dogs. One sad day, Djoko was hit by a car, her front-right leg got badly injured, she had some of her skin peeled off enough to show some muscular tissue, however, she didn’t last much like that, Djoko was healthy again a few months later. When my cousin tried to breed her with a black border collie named “Pirata”, he would complain a lot about how hard it was to make her give in to Pirata, Djoko would bark and even attack him, but after a few days she finally gave in and gave birth to seven puppies, four were blue and three were black. I stopped seeing her for a while, because I had to come to Monterrey and study, but I know that if I ever visit my cousin’s house, Djoko will be there with the only puppy they kept named “Nova” who looks like Djoko, but younger. They will always be in the backyard, barking to some random  birds.