
It’s already 4 years ago almost to the day, at Jean-Coutu, metro Berri UQAM, Someone gave themselves the right to steal not only my dog, my baby, my best friend, but also my soul mate … Someone ruled that the dog that I had, since his first seconds of life, was no longer mine … Boogey would now be 5 years old … This is a pure bastard, but he looks a lot like husky and German shepherd… He was and still is my life… every time I walk in downtown Montreal, I look at each person with their dog, hoping to find him… My dog was tied to a parking meter as I used to always do… he NEVER would have run away … I cry every time I look at his photos … and I am sure he is still alive … Please help me and if it is you who have stolen my dog … I do not blame you … all I want to do is see my protegée …











