|When we went to get a dog at Belgrade Dog Show, we didn't even dream
|it was going to be an Irish setter. We knew we wanted a dog and that we
|would like some hunting breed but we didn't know exactly which one and
|it was not very important to us either. We could choose from litters of
|golden retrievers, fox terriers, cocker spaniels and dalmatians, but we
|chose an Irish setter puppy. They were completely irresistible - three males
|and two females. We didn't think much - it was simply love at first sight.
|Actually, we didn't choose him, he chose us - a sticky tongue across our
|faces was all it took. Our friend Jelena suggested on the way home to call
|him Api (short for Apolon /Apollo in Serbian/, which was his name in the
|pedigree. And so little Api walked into our home and into our lives.
|Independent and free-spirited, intelligent and obedient, Api was a dog
|that could anybody's heart. All our relatives, friends and neighbors adored
|him. His good looks and mischievous look on his face drew everybody's
|attention. Random people in the street often used to ask us if they could
|take a picture with Api. He was even photographed with one of TV
|reporters and had his picture printed in the newspaper.
|There was never a dull moment with Api. He was always playful and ready
|for a mischief and he made the moments we spent with him an indelible
|part of our memories. Who could possibly forget him jumping out of a
|car window or trying to chase after a bear, which we fortunately prevented
|just in time, a thrilled look on his face while he was running with a dead
|pigeon hanging out of his mouth while other dogs were unsuccessfully
|trying to catch up with him... Still, he did everything with lots of charm and
|style and there was not a single soul who could possibly resist him. It was
|impossible to get angry at him.