Four days ago my dad took out the trash and two little dogs followed him. Then we heard some other puppies cry in the field. In the fields there were three more dogs. Then my mum took pictures and we wrote on facebook some things about these puppies. One day we went to visit dogs and we saw that someone took three. We took the two dogs to our garden to protect them. Later a man and a woman came to take one puppy. The woman's name is Agapi that means in Greek love, and they named the puppy Rocky. Then I said ''What about the last puppy?'' And my dad said ''We can keep it!'' YEEES! Now I have a new puppy! His name is Max and he is fluffy and black!
This is Max:
And this is Rocky:
And this is Max's house:
