After a long day at work, I decided to take my puppy Jam for a walk in the park. And of course, as soon as I turned my back, he was gone. I didn't think much of it because he always did this, but after half an hour I started to worry.

I asked people around if they had seen my puppy and described his appearance to them, but no one could help me. I ran around the park and called his name, but it was all in vain

I almost despaired, but fortunately a person approached me with my puppy in their hands. I sighed, relieved.

"¡Oh, gracias a Dios! Thank you very much for finding my puppy, I thought I would never find him again."

I said with soft and grateful smile, before taking Jam in my arms again