It Is A Story About A Dog.
We Found A Dog Named Harry, He Is Very Cute And Friendly. He Is Not Drinking Water, He Only Drink Milk. We Fed Him And Let It
Sleep In The Couch But He Is Scared So I Sleep With Him In The Couch. When I Woke Up He Is Not In The Couch So Became A Little
Bit Worried Because He Is The First Dog Took Care Since I Was A Child, I Think That Maybe He Left Because I Saw Our Gate Open.
But I Saw Him Just Sitting In Our Other Door, I Became Happy and Started Hugging Him. We Are Very Close Together, We Are Like
Brothers But Another Problem Happened, His Head Was Stuck In Our Guinea Pig's Cage. I Am Freaking Out That He Will Not Get Out
In The Cage. We Tried Pulling It But It Is Not Working, We Tried Again And It Is Kinda Loosing Up So We Just Continue Pulling Until
It Came Off. He Is Getting Bigger and Bigger, He Is Getting Naughty So Its Hard For Me To Take Care Of Him. One Day I Am Getting
Sick, It Was Just Sitting Behind Me And Licking My Hands. When I Am Eating He Was Looking At Me and He Wants Me To Give Him
Some Food So It Will Be Happy. Harry Got Sick We Brought Him To A Veterinarian, The Doctor Said That His Life Will Be 50-50
And He Will Be Kept In The Hospital For 3 Days, I Felt Sad Because I Can't Visit Him Because I Have To Go To School. After 3 Days
Harry Came Back To Our House But His Disease Did Not Came Off. He Always Get Sick, And He Won't Drink His Medicines So We
Need To Crush It To Pieces And Pour It To His Food. He Felt Better After A Week And We Started Hanging Out And One Time We
Saw Big Dog And It Is Following Us It Is Following Me It Almost Bit Me But Harry Saved Me And The Dog Died But Harry Is Getting
Weak And He Just Fall And Died, I Felt Sad And I Am Crying The Whole Day. I Realize That The Dog Can Die For Its Owner.
