he always comes along

Here’s a present I got from my little brother a couple of months ago. My brother is the funniest and smartest seven-year-old I know, and I will write more about him later. When he gave me this thing I first thought it was a cow , and he was really dissapointed with me. Now, this is obviously a dog, whatever you think it looks like. My brother’s advice was to always carry around this puppy in my purse, and whenever it gets boring or slow I should just take it out and play. He told me it likes porridge. Unfortunately, I don’t remember what the dog’s name was. It might have been Voff, or is it Olle?..

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