Einstein was diagnosed with incurable cancer, but when I adopted him in 2019, the unwanted tumors disappeared from his body and he recovered. I am almost sure that all this happened thanks to the surgery performed in Bidawee. I had him for three and a half years. His favorite pastime was to put his body in a large plastic shoebox at the foot of my bed. He would roll onto his back, upside down in the air, and smile at me. I will never forget that adorable puppy and his infectious smile. Rest in peace, Einstein, and thank you, Onlyest, for letting me spend this precious time with my forever dog.
