One day in late Spring of 2017, I drove to a gas station with Bruno and Azzurra. It was only half a mile from my house. I couldn't get out of the car, and I don't remember now if I met someone or someone was with me, but by the time I got back from the gas station, Azzurra was gone. I didn't know that she had hopped out of the car until I got back and went to get them out of the car.
It's not that I stopped thinking about it, but at that point I felt that if someone found her and wanted to return her they would, and if they didn't, there was nothing I could do. I recovered and over time I also lost hundreds of pounds of the weight I had gained, but Bruno passed away in August 2021 from cancer; he ended up dying two weeks after I made it to my five-year cancer free mark. When I made it to five years cancer free, I remember saying to everybody:"Bruno is not doing well. I think he's been waiting until I make it to this point.
Incredibly, the dog that had been in the pen right next to Azzurra at the shelter where she was being kept in Henderson had been named Bruno, the woman from the shelter told me it was just the first name that came into her head, she didn't know anything about me at that point.
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