My pet is a dog. His name is Junior. My parents gave him to me because we were born on the same day, with a difference of five years. Now, Junior is eight years old. He is little, black and white and he loves to kiss me. He lives outside the house, in the garden, but he is always next to us: if we are in a room, he sits near the window of that room, because he likes keeping us company. My mother promised me that when we rebuild the garage and clean it properly, he will stay inside the house. I’m looking forward to that day ... I love Junior because he is my best friend, he is always close to me, when I am happy and when I am sad. I will never, never leave him.
segunda-feira, 7 de dezembro de 2009
8ºC - MARIANA C.'S PET - Junior
My pet is a dog. His name is Junior. My parents gave him to me because we were born on the same day, with a difference of five years. Now, Junior is eight years old. He is little, black and white and he loves to kiss me. He lives outside the house, in the garden, but he is always next to us: if we are in a room, he sits near the window of that room, because he likes keeping us company. My mother promised me that when we rebuild the garage and clean it properly, he will stay inside the house. I’m looking forward to that day ... I love Junior because he is my best friend, he is always close to me, when I am happy and when I am sad. I will never, never leave him.
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