Writing for a Competition

No matter what people said about Alex, I knew he was a true friend. Alex was my dog.

Alex was living in small town and his job was to watch my house. He did this very well and I don't know why all mail-men hate my busy friend. Alex was always so friendly to me so I can't understand why some people can't get on with my bulldog.

My cute hound was very healthy and he had bright white teeth which he showed with every smile. Alex had a good character. He was not as loud as other dogs in doing his guarding job. So he didn't disturb me.

My house was in a very calm area. Normally there wasn't any noise. Only sometimes screams were audible outside.

Alex was good to me until the end of his dog's life.

My Alex was a very good friend, wasn't he?

PS: Mailmen were not asked.

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