martes, 12 de mayo de 2015

My dog Robbin

When I was a little boy I had a big dog, his name was Robbin, and this dog was very cool. When my dad brought it he was very frightened, every time that Robbin saw a big dog he howled and he hided between the legs of my dad. When he arrived at home my big brother and I were very happy and we played all day whit him.
One day, Robbin leave of home and he fought whit all dogs of my neighborhood, in fact, a neighbor come to my home for say us that my dog was fighting in the other block. When we went a look for him, he ran to us and we caned see that our dog didn’t have wound and the other dogs were very injured.

Unfortunately, Robbin leave so many times of home and one day he didn’t retuned anymore at home.

1 comentario:

  1. although be dificult to believe i like so much the dogs and is very sad your history :c

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