Once, during sunset, I sat on my balcony with my dog on my lap. He was just 5 months old and was usually so energetic. There was not a moment in which he would not be eager to play, bite and run, however he stood quietly with me, which was unusual for him. Both of us watched the golden sunlight shine onto us in that warm afternoon. I took a picture of the moment and I could feel how much I meant to him. Valentim - that was his name - died a few weeks later. I still miss him and remember that moment as a very special one. I hope to see him one day, so we can watch the sun set once more.