3^rd task

       I remember those typical days with my owner. They were the best four years of my life, well… the only years of it.  In the morning he would get dressed then, put me on, and go eat breakfast.  His warm socks felt so good on my leather material.  After that, we got in the car and drove down to the mountains.  My owner, José Jalapeno would walk with me about halfway up the mountain; then rest for about half an hour.  We would do so much together.  That’s what one of are typical days were like.