My four-legged friend , I picked up freezing in the polar night. He was a mongrel crumbs with drooping ears . I called him Tom , who came home. He lived on earth only 6 years old . He died in my arms . Wait for me when I came home from work in the evening . Waiting for me udverey already paralyzed legs and he crawled on me for an hour kuhnyu.V increased swelling in the neck and he gasped . Someone hit him in the neck ( ran away from me for a walk in the morning) , maybe because of the skins . It was a sleek , shiny . I namyvayut it with shampoo . When I married zasobiralas , Tom did not accept him immediately . Did not come , did not take anything from him , no goodies. A week before his death suddenly became quietly approached , put his head on his knees and quiet nasmelo whine . My future husband wondered, " What happened to him that he needs ? Never like , and there is not distilled off " . And only then I realized that Tom begged him : "Do not hurt my mistress , do not hurt ! " He his sensitive canine heart has long felt that this man was evil and make me sick. And so it happened . Since 2000, no my protector , and write about it and tears welling . He introduced me to all dog lovers my yard , although Tom , I lived there for 21 years.
I have a very good friend. His (her) name is ...Friends are very important in our life. I think one cannot live without friends. The most important thing for being good friends, to my mind, is to be ready to help one another in any situation, nevertheless how difficult it is, to support one another and to solve all the problems together. And never mind, that the friends may have different interests and hobbies, different likes and dislikes. They say that the friend in need is a friend indeed. I think it is really so.
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