My family used to have a dog that was bigger than Bella and, like Chris now, also called Chris. In fact, it is an enlarged version of little Chris. My mom had to call the little one Chris, too, so we couldn't tell the difference between Chris and Chris.
Big Chris has a bad life.
The movie was so touching that I almost cried.
I said to Zhizhi today: "You said that raising a dog is so loyal and happy, how can love be so difficult."
Dogs are really fun! Chris came over to lick me just now, and I kept him like a cat. Dogs are supposed to be like owners, right? So arrogant like me?
I think Americans are really too supportive. Everything is positive and beautiful in the sun and the beach. It's all like I don't have.
I don't know why I'm thinking about myself even watching a dog movie... Am I living too far, so I don't understand what happiness should be? The requirements for everything are too high, and I don't know where my self-confidence comes from... Obviously I am a vulgar person, and I always think others are vulgar.
Recently, I really haven't pursued anything, and my mentality has suddenly collapsed.
I don't know if asking for less is the same as asking for zero, I'm a little worried about myself. I want a dog to keep me warm.
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