Essay on what happened with animals

Summer vacation is here, and I'm worried about spending a summer vacation. My uncle gave me a puppy named Qiuqiu.

Qiuqiu is a puppy that is just two months old. It is a butterfly dog. Qiuqiu's fur is as white as snow, and Qiuqiu's ears are naturally attached to the sides of its head, and when it hears a sound, it will prick up its ears and be alert.

Look around. Its eyes were large and black, sparkling like gemstones. The ball twists and twists when it walks, and it looks like a small pompom when it circles its legs, which is quite fun. The way it sleeps is so cute! Four-legged to the sky, it looks like it is.

So relaxing, so comfortable.

One day, I was doing my homework when the ball crawled under my feet without a sound. As if I was afraid that it would affect my studies. At this time, I accidentally cut my hand. Qiuqiu ran to the kitchen with a "woop" and clutched his grandmother's pants.

feet, brought grandma to my room. Grandma saw it and hurriedly brought a band-aid to help me bandage my injured little hand. Qiuqiu kept looking at me, as if to say, "Does it hurt?" "I was very touched in my heart and touched it with my hands.

The head of the ball. Students, have you ever raised small animals? Didn't they help you, too? This holiday, Qiuqiu and I have become inseparable good friends. I love puppy ball ball. I want everyone to protect the animals, because they are good friends of humans.

Oh, your family is calculating, hahahaha.

You can write about your pet, about its habits, and the same places with other (like) animals, such as other people's cats like to drink milk, but my kittens like to drink coke (to use an analogy, it can be changed to something else...). Then write that it has been with you for a long time, spent your childhood with you or something, and you can also write about some small things in daily life to show that this animal is interesting, brings you infinite joy, and so on.

I've also done something for a little animal, and that little animal is a "little snail".

This happened on December 11.

I woke up early that morning and went downstairs for a walk in the park. I saw a little snail climbing on the tree, and it was very cute. As soon as I wanted to touch it, I saw a big brother with a needle in his hand, and he shot at the little snail, and I quickly blocked the little snail with my finger, but the needle stood on my finger.

My fingers were covered in blood, but the needle was still standing there. After my fingers were healed, I felt that it was worth it for me to do this, because the phrase that came to my mind was: "I also did my part to protect it!"