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How i met my dog and feel in love
Well, how many of you love dogs? Isn’t it the best thing you could ever have.
I still remember the first day when my friends surprised me with a dog. At the moment, I felt joy.The tears just couldn’t stop rolling down my eyes. Sparkle was just a 10-year-old puppy. My mother rejected the puppy at first and I was extremely sad. I tried to convince my mother to have the dog around us for a day. I knew for a fact my mother would fall in love with small puppy that arrived home. From that day, I started focusing to take care of her and came up with a brilliant name. I named her sparkle, the glitter of my life.
I started to take her to doctors for her vaccine and bought her as many
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