Ric Ernest C. Estrella Entry no.3
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My favorite pet would have to be my dog Bruno. When I got her I was 9 or 10. I don’t remember the day that well. But I do remember seeing her. A lady was letting puppies out of their cages to let me see them. I remember a poodle walking down the hallway. When I said no the lady took it back and let Bruno out. Bruno came running down the hall. Her floppy black ears bouncing up and down the whole way. I knew she was the one.
Bruno is black and white spotted with a big black spot on the middle of her back. She has big dark brown eyes.
As I grew I realized that dogs (and all animals) need a lot of caring. Just like we do. Even though animals aren’t us they don’t want to be stuck on a chain tied to a tree all their life. Think about them like you would think of family.
Animals also need you in their worst of times. I’ve experienced that. Bruno once had heartworms. He was very skinny. We had to give her one shot at the end of one month, and a month later he had to get another one. A month after that she had her blood tested and was free of heartworms.
When I turned 12 I realized how many cats and dogs were at the animal shelter. Lots of them were put to sleep. So for the birthday where I invite my friends, instead of presents I ask them to bring donations for the animal shelter. When we bring the donations to the animal shelter I go and say something to each one. I try to play with a lot of them.
Bruno is healthy and happy now, so am I.