POOR DOG - TOO LATE - THE LAST BONE - WE SOLD THE SOFA
When I was a kid I had a pet dog that my uncle gave me. It was a present on my birthday, it was my first pet named Pedrito and it was very educated.
My dog, my uncle and I were playing, then we went home and ate some snacks; next we watched a funny movie and at midnight my pet dog slept on the sofa.
The next day we woke up early and pedrito felt so sick. We realized its healthy problem and we took to the vet but it was too late because he was dying, so I felt so sad and began to cry. I didn´t want to look because it suffered a lot finally my uncle told me that it died.