Bolo (perrito negrito)
Era una tarde con un aire fresco. Bolo estaba solo mirando
desde la cafetería hacia la calle, con su color negro y su figura alargada,
Bolo era un perrito único, que movía la colita y miraba con unos ojitos dulces
muy curiosos.
Con el aire tan suave sus orejitas se movían por segundos,
iba y venía de una cera a otra.
Todos lo conocían y lo adoptaban como su mascotita aunque
fuera solo en instantes.
Ahora Bolo regresaba y sin más por hacer volvía al café y dormía.
8 de marzo de 2016
Bolo (little black
puppy)
It was an
evening with fresh air. Bolo was just watching from the coffee shop to the
street, with his black color and elongated figure, Bolo was a single puppy, he
moved his tail and looked very curious sweet little eyes.
With the
air so soft his ears moved by second, he came and went from a sidewalk to
another.
Everyone knew
him and adopted as his little pet if only in moments.
Now Bolo
returned, and without more ado to do Bolo come back to coffee and slept again.
March 8, 2016

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