My son and I had been looking for a Boston Terrier(波士频犬) for months before we found one last year. He was very thin, and looked and smelled near death. I thought the man who had him should be punished for treating an animal in such a cruel way until we were told about the story of Lucky, a black-and-white Boston Terrier with a funny face and big sad eyes.
Lucky had been owned by a man called Fred, who had a mental disorder and took medicine every day. This medicine made him sleep quite deeply, so Fred only took it at bedtime. Lucky slept by his side.
One night, Fred took his medicine, went to bed and fell sound asleep. The house wiring shorted and set the house on fire. Being under the medicine's power,Fred just kept sleeping. Lucky barked and barked, but Fred couldn't hear him.When Lucky realized Fred wasn't waking up, he jumped into the middle of his chest and started licking his face. Fred finally woke up and realized the house was on fire. He crawled out of the bedroom window. It took Fred a minute to realize he had left his dog behind. He reached through the window and grabbed Lucky,pulling him to safety.
After the fire, Fred had to move into an apartment, where he couldn't keep animals. So he had to give Lucky to a friend of his, asking him to find a good home for Lucky. My son and I saw an ad in the paper putting Lucky up for adoption and we eventually adopted Lucky.
Lucky inhaled so much smoke that night that his bar k will never be normal again. He sounds like he has a throat full of pea gravel(豆砾石) but he has the spirit of a lion. I'm proud to have him around, and I'm looking forward to many more years with this brave and worthy companion.
