When you are sad, a companion dog. Good conditions made him and with love he encircles it. He will be faithful to the tomb and with you forever will join. It will never hurt you, just joy will give you. I had such a companion. Ronnie was his name. He was black, rosy and handsome. Very nice, cheerful and playful. But the years have become a lot and sickness overcame him. But I will never forget my friend in the fighting games.
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