My animal friend is actually a golden feather in our family. Its name is Doudou.
In the past, when I was too fond of playing and didn't do my homework, Doudou would take the initiative to supervise me to do my homework.
At first, I didn't understand him and thought he was very bad. Later, when I grew up, I realized that he was a warm animal.
When my mother beat me when I was young, he would hold me and don't let my mother beat me, Doudou is very good.
He is not picky about food. He always eats whatever his mother feeds them. Now acne is slowly getting old and moving a little slowly, but our family will always be with him
