Pet
My son brought a one-year-old dog. He called her Jin, a golden retriever
My wife and I didn't like the pet, But we were accustomed to looking after it.
She came near me when my son was out, I touched her with a little doubt , She behaved very well with a bark, I kept her in the dark in the kennel.
She likewise reigned as a ruler in the home, Her tail looked like a bundle of foam, She attracted the children with her fluffy hair. Her friendly tone mingled in the air.
I am always moved by her wagging tail ,
And she became a part of our lives, Now-a-days she never goes out alone , She was accompanied only by me only.
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