Snoopy

I love my little dog names Snoopy. 

She has a cute naughty face. Every time she sees me and hears my voice, she will come and begging me to play. She never gives up to reaching me. She walks follow me. 

When the rain falls down, I remember her. “She must be cold and afraid with the thunder.” Then I get up from my bed and move her to a comfort place. 

When I’m hungry, I remember her. “My Snoopy must be hungrier. She eats only twice a day, I eat three times or more a day.” Then I started to feed her first. 

Actually I have six dogs. Snoopy is the smallest and the most lovable. 

I think the five dogs must be thanks to Snoopy because I put myself second after them because I have a mercy on Snoopy. Haha. 

From two simple things, I got a lesson. 

If I do good things, if I do something right, always listen, follow, and loyal just like my little Snoopy, God may have a mercy on me. 

It must be very amazing if people I love will be blessed because of God has a mercy on me. Isn’t it?