sreda, 2. januar 2013

A story by Žan

My grandparents had a beautiful dog Brina. She was eight years old and she was a lively dog. Suddenly she became ill. My grandparents took her to the vet, but he couldn't help her. Unfortunately she died.
My grandparents were very sad. Grandmother cried a lot. They couldn't forget their beloved dog.
A month ago they got another dog. It's a puppy and her name is Ajka. She is the same breed as Brina was – Alaskan malamute.
They are very happy now but they are still slowly forgetting Brina.

Žan Berčič, 8.b

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