My friend, the dog

On a beautiful summer day among the coloured flowers in my garden I found a dog. I thought he was lost. He looked like a snow ball, fluffy and he
had the eyes like two olives. He was very funny and he became my friend. I
called him Little Fluff.
He was my best friend. He was always listening my stories and he
was approving them with a bark. When I was coming from the school he was rolling, he was jumping on me and he was waving his tail.
One day I had to go with my parents to visit some neighbours and I couldn't take him with me. Little Fluff started to be anxious and he was staing just at the door. Grandmother let him out without supervision. When he saw that he was alone, Little Fluff started to run in all directions like a mad dog.
Little Fluff scared out some kids, and the frightened children started to throw stones on the dog and to hit him. Confused Little Fluff didn't came
home. He started looking for me. Deppressed, he haven't pay attention when he crossed the street and a car hit him. I suffered a lot for losing my
best friend.
That day was the saddest day in my life.