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Jinko

02 May 2010
by Sargis Yeghiazaryan

I had a very clever dog named Jina. She lived in a small room and was very fond of playing with my youngest brother, who was learning to walk. Jina used to grab my brother by his clothes with her teeth and knock him down. One morning Jina didn't come out of her hole as usual. I approached it and noticed the muzzles of nine white puppies inside. I was happy and told everyone about the news. My brother called the puppies Jina babies or just Jinbas. In two months the puppies grew into big dogs and we gave them to our friends except for one without a name. My brother used to stroke the animal calling it Jinko. Jinko is five now.

I had a very clever dog named Jina. She lived in a small room and was very fond of playing with my youngest brother, who was learning to walk. Jina used to grab my brother by his clothes with her teeth and knock him down. One morning Jina didn't come out of her hole as usual. I approached it and noticed the muzzles of nine white puppies inside. I was happy and told everyone about the news. My brother called the puppies Jina babies or just Jinbas. In two months the puppies grew into big dogs and we gave them to our friends except for one without a name. My brother used to stroke the animal calling it Jinko. Jinko is five now.

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