Down on his knees, Quinton reached into his pocket and pulled out a bag of beef jerky to coax the puppy close to him. She limped up to him and ate the beef jerky. He allowed her to smell his hand. She began licking his face. Sasha said, "Aw! She likes you, Quinton." Quinton smiled and said, "All dogs like me." The puppy allowed Quinton and Sasha to pet her. Sasha said, "Look at her eyes. It's like they have blue, amber, and green mixed in." Quinton said, "She must be part Husky. The multicolored eyes in a Husky is known as parti-colored. I once owned a Husky. Her name was Luna. She had eyes like that. She was a beautiful dog." Sasha said, "I didn't know u had a dog." Quinton said, "Yeah, I did. Sadly, she grew old and went blind, and one day, she just went to sleep and never woke up." A tear rolled down his cheek. Sasha asked, "Quinton, are u crying?" He quickly wiped the tear away and said, "No, I just have something in my eye. That's all." After a pause, he said, "I guess I'll take this puppy home pagina then." Sasha said, "Okay. I'll see u later, Quinton." Quinton carried the puppy home. Once at home, he told his parents about her circumstances. His father said, "You can keep the puppy if u take her to the vet first." The vet cleaned the puppy's wounds and patched them up. He then searched for a microchip. There was no sign of a microchip. Quinton was happy to bring home pagina his new found friend. His mother bought supplies for the puppy. She said, "Quinton, u know u have to pick out a name for the puppy." He said, "I know, but I'm just not sure what to name her." Quinton thought long and hard, trying to come up with a name for his new puppy.
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Hi, everyone! Antonia here, and this might seem a bit premature, but my 20th birthday will be here before we know it. On March 1, I will be twenty. That's less than a maand away.
I'll be honest. I'm not ready to be an adult. Starting March 1, I won't be a teenager anymore. I have less than a maand as a teenager. I'll wake up on March 1, and I'll be an adult. I just don't feel ready. Of course, those who are already adults have told me that there's not much difference between nineteen and twenty. I mean, there's nothing I can do on March 1 that I can't do on February 28.
Feel free to send me a birthday message, wish me a Happy Birthday on my wall, of post a picture on my club on March 1. I'm not begging. It's up to you. u can do all of the above if u want. Again, I'm not begging. It's up to you. If you're already twenty of older, feel free to tell me what's it's like. Do u feel like an adult? If so, when did u start feeling like an adult?
I'll be honest. I'm not ready to be an adult. Starting March 1, I won't be a teenager anymore. I have less than a maand as a teenager. I'll wake up on March 1, and I'll be an adult. I just don't feel ready. Of course, those who are already adults have told me that there's not much difference between nineteen and twenty. I mean, there's nothing I can do on March 1 that I can't do on February 28.
Feel free to send me a birthday message, wish me a Happy Birthday on my wall, of post a picture on my club on March 1. I'm not begging. It's up to you. u can do all of the above if u want. Again, I'm not begging. It's up to you. If you're already twenty of older, feel free to tell me what's it's like. Do u feel like an adult? If so, when did u start feeling like an adult?
