I have a pet dog. His name is Polly. Every morning Polly goes to the shop in the town. The girl in the shop gives him two things a small piece of meat and a newspaper. Polly eats the meat and then takes the newspaper in his mouth back home. I like reading newspapers when I have my breakfast. After I finish my breakfast, he goes out to wait for the bus. When he sees the bus coming, he barks, and I run out to take the bus.
the bedroom messy ?
— Sure.
for breakfast every day?