Robin.

The hardest desicion i had to make in order to leave Athens (Greece)
behind and come to live in N.Y.C. it was to leave my beloved dogs
Robin and Gilda behind.

We (Me and My Wife Kathleen) were also taking care of four
adorable pussycats when we were living in our summer house
some 25 miles outside Athens.

We had them all neutered,but they were for the most part living
a life of a stray with various generous people providing them food
when we or my parents were not living there.

We do have a lot of stray cats and dogs in Greece.

Robin i had since he was a puppy and when i left him to my parents
he was twelve years old but in a very good health,form and shape.

Gilda was a stray that had been neutered and was living
in Agia Marina where our summer house is and where
one or two families were providing the basics for her.

In 1999 after returning back from my visit to New York
i found her laying outside our front gate very sick.

After giving her a three month expensive and
painful treatment Kathleen and i decided to make our summer
house our home for a while and took her in to live with us.

Half a year after my departure for the States she was poisoned
and died in front of our door.

But she lived to be fourteen years old which is
unheardable for a stray.

After my two years immigration process, while i could not
leave the country, i applied for advanced parole for to visit
my elderly parents and Robin whom i was missing terribly.

But Ten Days before my arrival he totally collapsed
and my parents had to put him to sleep.

He was fourteen years old.

Now i live with the loving memories of him and her,
all the kidness i saw in their eyes and all the fun
they added to my life for twelve wonderful years...