We welcomed a new tenant: a hunting-breed puppy. De

A few days ago, we received a tiny puppy that a friend sent to my husband. It is a hunting breed; my husband has long been a hunter and has owned several dogs of this type—a breed that is becoming rare, though a friend of ours still keeps them. We have always loved hunting dogs; they are a special kind of breed.

For the first few nights, we kept him in a large box with some cloths to keep him warm, since he was so small and missed his mother. We bought milk and fed it to him frequently; a few days later, we started adding bread to his diet. My husband set up a small tether to get him used to it, as this type of dog needs to be tied up and fed three times a day.

The puppy is growing now; we need to buy some dewormer to give him soon. He is doing well at home—he eats breadcrumbs and arepa with whatever else is available, drinks water, and bathes. He spends his time on the porch and has stopped crying. We hope that once he gets a little bigger, my husband can take him to the small house on our plot of land; he’ll be better off there, with more yard to roam and the chance to get used to the countryside. We haven't given him