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.
sjsjs, what a dark story, I thought it was an anecdote with a happy ending, in any case I also had a rabbit that was later cooked
ResponderEliminarIt is nice to look at photos of childhood and remember things that were lived at that time. How sad that Travieso died, but I'm glad you had a rabbit years ago.
ResponderEliminar