Pet stories The bravest Morocco street dog ever She saved him, and he saved her. When Sardina was at the Sunday piled-up fruit and vegetable souk in Morocco, one of the street dogs was following her anywhere she went. She went to a piled-up potato and tomato vendor; the street dog went there, too. And now she walked to a piled-up watermelon vendor; again, he went there, too. The little street dog was shaggy, yellowish, skinny, and dirty. And he had a very long tail and scary white teeth. But Sardina thought she would wash him. She would feed him. And she would take care of him. At that moment, she named him Khelbee and took him home. Khelbee did not stop wagging up and down his very long tail to show that he was very happy. After he was soaped, watered, dried, and fed, he looked very different, super clean, and happier. For the first time he barked since he was with Sardina. She was very pleased to hear his first bark because that could be a sign of his good health, she thought. One summer evening after dinner, Sardina was outside and left her apartment door
