Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Personal Recount

When I think of the word 'pet', the day I got my pet dog comes to mind. I was doing a math test at home and my parents were out. I was halfway through my test when my parents came back and rang the doorbell. My sister opened the door and shouted, "Dog!" I thought that my parents had just bought some soft toy for us but when my mother opened the door of my room, I realised she was really holding a real, live dog! My first reaction was a shout of "Dog!" in astonishment (and I had thought that my sister was squealing over some soft toy). My test was completely forgotten for the rest of the afternoon. Therefore I was not surprised later that I did not do well for it. My dog is two years old now.

Shrida Sailli (Poodle)

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