Письмо про щенка на английском языке.

Fluff — a small puppy, which gave me a birthday grandparents. I have long dreamed of having just such a dog. The gun was only four weeks, he recently opened his eyes and looked very funny.Like all the lap-dog, he was small, with a long white fur and short legs. It was very funny gun muzzle: small cold nose, like a button, and the dark mischievous eyes.He was very helpless, so I wore it all the time on his hands to warm it. When the puppy is asleep, it hid its face in my shirt. At that time I could not play because guarded sweet dream of his new friend.Fluff was very small, and when I was running around the room, it seemed that the ball is rolling wool. He was happy to drink milk and eat special food for small dogs. We were good friends with a gun, but now, unfortunately, I do not have it.I always remember him with joy and pain, because it is very homesick.