Please give me a piece of writing an essay on animals, and give me a copy of more than 300 words

I like puppies the most. Whenever my mother took me to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, there were always a few puppies wandering around the vegetable market, when I met them, I teased them "Wang" twice, they listened, they stared at me with those big watery eyes, as if to greet me, thus, I formed an indissoluble bond with the dog.

Today, my mother brought back a little flower dog from work, and I was so happy that I jumped three feet high, which was no less happy than Columbus discovering the New World! Looking at this little thing carefully, heh, the hair on the whole body is smooth and soft, there are black, white, pale yellow, mixed together, flowery, sparkling in the sun. His four legs are very thick, and he has a happy and long tail behind him, and he looks very clever when he walks around.

I gave it a nice name, "Sanshan". Perhaps it was the bad habit of picky eating that was inherited from its parents to the little flower dog. The little flower dog is a picky eater.

It has to eat broth mixed with rice every day, otherwise it has to drink milk; For those coarse teas and light meals, it sniffs it, turns around and runs.

The little flower dog is very playful. Once, as soon as I took off my socks and put them on a chair, the little flower dog saw it, hung up the socks and ran. I hurriedly put on my shoes and chased after it.

I searched for a long time before I found it under the bed. I raised my whip to scare it, but it yelled at me and grimaced at me!

The little flower dog also likes to run out into the yard to play. It wrestles in the flower pot, holds the flower branch and plays the swing, where it passes, the branch breaks and the flowers fall, you see it, you will never beat it, it is so vigorous and innocent and lovely!

Friends, would you like to see the cuteness and naughtiness of the little flower dog? Then come to my house!

I once had a puppy named "Doudou", with a white body.

Mao, big black eyes, and a big shy old man when he sleeps.

belly, as soon as I see me, I jump up and crawl on my body, I often do.

Touching it and talking to it, it always seems to understand it quietly.

...... looked at me

It is often said that dogs have the ability to recognize the way, and no matter how far they run, they can always find their home. I once did one.

trials. Once, our family brought their puppy Doudou.

Go for a walk. On the way, I found puppies whenever they came across.

Telephone poles, tree pits, wall corners, etc., there will always be a little sprinkled.

Pee, I thought it was it water drinking too much. About walking.

A thousand meters or so, we arrived at the park. Me and Bean.

Beans play games, and when they are tired from playing, they sit on the chair next to them.

went to rest, and then Doudou went to the pit next to the tree to sprinkle.

Pee, taking this opportunity, we quietly hid and saw what it would do. Doudou came back and found that we were missing.

Now, this can make it so bad that I can see it looking around.

Looking at it with its nose and sniffing it, it started to look for us, poor.

I was found by it at one point.,Fortunately, I didn't get it by hiding quickly.。

Appear. After a long while, it couldn't find me.

They fumbled their way back, keeping their heads down and sniffing as if they were looking for something. We were far behind.

It returned the way it came, and finally brought us back.

home. Later, I heard from my father that the dog's nose is particularly sensitive.

When it pees when it comes out, it is marking itself, and it is by sniffing the smell of its own urine to find its original place. Original.

Dogs use their noses to find their way.

My puppy is my best playmate, though not every day.

Meet, because the mother thinks that the dog has a peculiar smell at home.

Kept in my dad's shop, but almost every weekend I did.

I'm never worried about taking it with me to play in the surrounding neighborhood.

It won't find a home. Until one day, dad and mom.

muttered something in a low voice, and after a few days under my questioning, he.

I told me that Doudou went to his grandmother's house and might not come back.

Ah, I realized that Doudou really didn't find a home this time--- he lost it! I secretly cried several times, and my mother comforted me.

I said maybe it's better at Grandma's house. My little beanie, it brings me so much joy that sometimes I feel like it will.

Suddenly appeared in front of me, and sometimes I would rather believe it.

I really went to his grandmother's house and lived happily.