At home I have a dog named lucky it's very cute and intelligent. It's like, come play with me, only that my mom did not exist, because if it is always the lucky dog is a very lazy lion. The time it would have been what it was to run for it, and then remove the face of the mother's legs, rubbing me. My mom loved it so much, until one day it was a car crash, it's dead. My mother so my regret for that it's dead. After that my mom did not want to have the dog feed. Today my mom to open the image of the parent is very lucky because I think it.
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