My story with the dog

One day, I met a puppy on the road, gray curls, two watery eyes squinting, so cute, but it was calling me madly. I listened to its voice, feeling that it must be very hungry, and then touched my pocket, but in addition to two dollars in the pocket, there is no other thing to fill the stomach. I shook my head helplessly, but I looked at me with my hope. Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind. I turned to the nearby commissary and bought a small packet of pork with only two dollars. I took out the delicious pork slices and handed them to the puppy. The puppy ate wildly and excitedly.

I have to go home, and when I got on the bus, I found that it followed. I seem to forget that it is a dog and said to it: "You are waiting here, I will come back to play with you tomorrow." The puppy seemed to understand me, shook his tail and quietly squatted where we met. .

The next day, I remembered the appointment with the puppy and hurried to the "old place", but did not see the puppy. I looked around anxiously, looking back and forth. Suddenly, a puppy was pulled from the corner. Wow! scared me. It turns out that the puppy is playing hide and seek with me. Good naughty puppy! I touched its head and touched its body, and it was like seeing an old friend, holding it still, letting me touch it and enjoying this happy moment.

I like this puppy very much, but I can't take it home. Because my mother said that I have asthma, I can't have a pet. I hope that I can be with this puppy every day! .