Harry is very cute. Every day when I came back from school, he ran out to pick me up and held out two small front paws to ask me to play with him. We always laugh when we run and jump. Harry is smart, too. Once, our family went out to play early in the morning on Sunday, and it was only in the afternoon that we remembered that we had left nothing for Harry in the morning, so we hurried to urge Dad to go home quickly, but when he got home, he didn't eat anything we gave him. I was in a hurry, thinking that Harry was ill and full. We all want to know, what did Harry eat? This problem has been bothering me. One day I gave Harry ham sausage, and Harry picked it up and ran outside before eating it. I'm a little curious. I don't know what Harry is going to do. I peeked behind the door on purpose. A strange thing happened. It actually buried the unfinished ham sausage in the vegetable field outside the door. Oh, that's it. I finally know Harry's secret.
Another time, my mother and I came home and found Harry missing. I was so anxious that I couldn't find him anywhere. I cried at that time. I think Harry ran out to play and couldn't find his way home. He must be anxious. My parents and I rushed to the street to look for it. At this moment, I saw a little dog that looked like Harry. I gave a cry and the puppy ran to me at once. It's Harry I happily picked it up and kissed it again and again. I really want to live happily ever after with Harry, but after a while, Harry fell ill and died.
Until now, I still deeply miss my good friend, the clever and lovely dog "Harry".