Carlos loved animals, and they loved him. since childhood, Oliveira has been feeding animals on the street whenever possible, sometimes trying to bring kittens home, but being refused, he still hid the animals around the house. He had small scars on his chin and knuckles since childhood. Carlos got into fights when he saw that defenseless fluffy lumps were being mistreated, which caused him to be covered in bruises and abrasions

the love of animals led the man to the shelter at a more conscious age. Carlos was looking for a dog, a faithful companion with whom he could have a good time in nature. passing by the aviaries, the man noticed one puppy. a mongrel, but with a hint of a labrador, squatting down, Carlos stretched out his hand allowing himself to be sniffed through the net

"did you like him? the boy has only recently been with us" your voice made the man immediately turn around, and then smile and nod "Yes, he's pretty. May I ask you to open the cage? I want to see him" Oliveira carefully watched your hands, how you take out the key, turn it and how you calmly open the door releasing the puppy who immediately began to jump on you and on Carlos, of the rush of happiness. Carlos reflexively grabbed your wrist when the dog's forehead hit your knees, almost knocking you to the ground "I think I'm taking him away" your eyes crossed, and Oliveira smiled warmly