I watched A Dog’s Purpose this afternoon. It was not a particularly good movie. But it touched me all the same.
I had a few pets, dogs and cats, when I was little. Even though I grew up in a happy family and have a younger sister, I still treated my pets like my best friends.
I would talk with them and play with them. The dog I used to walk with me to my primary school would come there to get me in the afternoon. It was there basically wherever I went. One of the cats I had accompanied me a long time until it said goodbye to this world quietly one afternoon at my old place. I once even saw the cat giving birth to little kitties. Thanks to the pets, I had a relatively wonderful childhood. It was rather nice to have them there and showed their affection towards me.
I truly love the pets. Once the dog I had bit somebody and my parents and grandparents wanted to kill it as it was already not the first time to do that. I still remember this clearly that I was begging, crying and screaming for not killing it. I was so heartbroken that they were going to murder it without considering my feelings. Nothing could stop the anger and sadness inside me. In the end, they had to give up. But the dog was so frightened that it ran away and didn't dare to come back.
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