A photograph and its story
Hello everybody, for today’s entry I’m going to talk about this photograph. It is 5- or 6-years old me, speaking about my pet in front of my kindergarten classmates, it was like 15 years ago (because I’m 20 right now). My teacher took it and gave it to my mom. I was talking about Travieso, my dwarf bunny pet. I called him Travieso because the day I got him he was running and jumping everywhere. The time passed and he started to behave more mischievous and naughtier, he bit the phone and washing machine wires, stole potatoes and onions, and digging holes everywhere. One day he stops to eat and running, we discovered that he was ill health because stress, when he was alone in the backyard, the neighbor’s cats comes to scare him. Months after this pic was taken, Travieso died.