My pet
(Sent by Maricela Avalos Tovar, a student from San Luis Potosí, México)

My name is Maricela. I'm twenty-two years old and I'm student. I have a pet in my home, his name is Jackie. He is two years old and I love it because he is good with me, but when some people arrive to my home he barks at them, because he doesn't know them. Apart of from that, he is very happy and brilliant, and I feed him with Dog Chow, he is very hard.

The last weekend he bit to my nephew because they was were playing, but how as he is big now, his toots are harder and he bit him. My nephew is fine, he isn't bad. My sister told me I mustn't shouldn't have a pet into my home, because it is dangerous for my family, less especially a dog!

But I love him. He is my life because he is with me always in the bad and the good. Everyday in the morning we run in the Tangamanga Park, sometimes we walk only at the street. When I weep, he is sad. When I'm happy, he is running or jumping very happy in all over the house.

I don't want to lose my pet, because I need it. I think that the dog is the friend's man. It's true, he is my friend. It's just that I prefer a dog instead of a cat or other animal.