This was our puppy Deutz (yes, the generator engine make; pronounced "Doytz"), sleeping soundly on my walking shoes, two days after we bought him from the Arranque market.

I said WAS, because last Saturday we laid Deutz to rest. He died of complications from the Parvo virus, a few days before marking a week of staying with us.

At the animal clinic where we had him checked and later admitted, Jam was trying to see which breeds made up this puppy. I no longer care, all I know is that he was such a smart, playful and adorable puppy I would miss from now on.