Hello my dear friend. I want to tell you a very interesting story. It's happened many years ago. When I was at the age of 10, I found a puppy on the street. He was all dirty, skinny and hungry. I decided to take him home. Naturally, my parents were against pets. I put him in a box and hid it at the table. He lived with me for about a week. I called him Lucky. I fed him, looked after him, played and walked him until my parents were at home. Once Mom heard a strange squeak, it was the puppy. She did not find Lucky. But I had to take it to a shelter. I missed him very much. And after a week my mother brought home a puppy. And what do you think? It was my puppy! Lucky ! And he lives with me so far!
I want to tell you a very interesting story.
It's happened many years ago.
When I was at the age of 10, I found a puppy on the street.
He was all dirty, skinny and hungry.
I decided to take him home.
Naturally, my parents were against pets.
I put him in a box and hid it at the table.
He lived with me for about a week.
I called him Lucky.
I fed him, looked after him, played and walked him until my parents were at home.
Once Mom heard a strange squeak, it was the puppy.
She did not find Lucky.
But I had to take it to a shelter.
I missed him very much.
And after a week my mother brought home a puppy.
And what do you think?
It was my puppy!
Lucky !
And he lives with me so far!