THIS IS THE STORY OF HOW WE GOT BRUNO ( BTW BRUNO IS A CHIHUAHUA) HE MY GRANDPAS AND GRANDMAS DOG ILL POST A PART 2 OF HOW HE DIED. so this truck of fruit use to come all the time to my grandmas and grandpas house so one day he came with puppies and so my ankle and my aunt told my grandma and grandpa if they can get a puppy and the smallest was Bruno and then we got him then Bruno when we went close to his food he would growl and bark and he would get mad but he was a good boy because he would always go walk by himself and everyone knew him because he would go everywhere and they knew him and so when we would ever go to the store and take him and people will be like saying oh i know him and so was a good boy but when my grandpa would watch tv he would always sit next to him and my grandma would always get mad and tell Bruno to get off the couch and then my grandpa would say no he can stay and then he would go back to laying next to him. and after he died my grandpa told me that he had 4 or 3 kids