My lovely dog
The dog came to our house when I was a 12-year-old girl. He was a Pomeranian dog. His name was Bon. The reason is that Pomeranian dogs are from Germany. Bon was the capital of West Geramany. My sister named him Bon. The owner of the dog is my little sister, so he loved her. At first I didn't like dogs, because dog's hair come out from thier body, sometimes smell bad, sometimes bite someone, and sometimes bark at people. That is the reason why I didn't like dogs. However, my thought changed since Bon had came to our house. His hair was so long that hair come out. He was often barking in our house. But he believed us. He opened his heart to our family. He was smiling to us. Our family welcomed him. I really loved him. We had spent with him for 13 years. He was our treasure. He was a member of our family. I will not forget the memory that I had spent with him. God bless him.