My dog Every time I walk on the street, see some people is leading a dog or just a few trappings, I would envy. If I have a clever dog and play with me this! So he returned home, I always begged mom and dad get a dog for me to make friends with me. But mom and dad doesn't like my dog. They said I was too young, for this is something I was troubled. One night I'm learning, dad returned from a trip and brought back a big box. His smile of looking at me, I guess: dad must bring me back a good gift. I'm in dad's beckoned to wait to open the box under the small head, a dark, from inside drill out, oh, so is a black dog, I jumped for joy. I took up the black dog, find it long is that beautiful. Long mouth, round eyes, shiny nose, chunky body, walks shamble, tail still tall cocked up. It has good with red tongue lick my hand, itch, I like it very much. Dad said: "give it a name!" Looking at it, like a cute black fur the little hairball, he said: "call it dark!" It seems understand my words, "prosperous" blunt I screamed. Dad said: "it's a day without eating, give it something to eat!" Mom endured with corn, smells sweet sweet messed up. I to black and said: "have a meal!" Black and came running, nose to smell the smell, the stick out your tongue added add, shook tail, big of taste, return in mouth hum. I put my hand on his back, it shook tail, seems to me to say thank you. Finally it with the tongue of the food is very cute, add clean. Every school go home, the puppy will meet me at the door, finish my homework, I'll bring the dog to let in fresh air, gradually I have without the puppy, we became good friends. One day, our whole family to celebrate grandma's birthday greetings, the puppy in the home, threw back then the next day. Come back, I seek along while, just behind the door found it and took it finds it trembled, with a pair of fear eyes looking at me, I was very sad. Dad touched black small head say: "children, it is too small, need good care of going to work every day, mom and dad, you go to school every day, so that time is long, it will be lonely to depression, or to send people?" I very reluctantly, mom and dad afraid I sad also no mention to send people things. But since then, I found that black and always eager to look out of the window, sunshine, then lost hid himself in the corner. Gradually I understand, black and wanted is running freedom, not I selfish put it close to home. Finally one day I said to his father, "father, give black and send people!" "Why?" Dad startled looking at me. "Because it is my friend." Father approved patted me on the shoulder. Now black and had become a awe-inspiring big dog, a happy life in the countryside. Once I went to see it, it also glad to think I shook tail, originally we still best friends.