My name is Sally. I live in a town in Manchester. My 7 year old sister Tina and I love animals<br />very much. In 2016, we kept a black and white cat. We called him Max. Max often slept in<br />my bed and made me warm at night. He also sat on the sofa and watched TV with me. Unluckily,<br />Max died because of illness one year later. After Max's death, I often felt lonely. I really<br />missed Max. On Christmas Day in 2018, my father drove home from London. Tina and I ran outside<br />to meet him. There was a big black bag in his hand. We both thought our Christmas gifts<br />were in it. My father came inside the house and put the black bag down. Instead of opening it,<br />he asked us to take off his jacket. We did and we saw two baby cats in the big pockets of the<br />jacket. One of them was white and the other was brown. Tina jumped up and down happily. I didn't<br />know what to say and just looked at the baby cats. My father put the white one into my arms and the<br />brown one into Tina's arms. Then he said, Merry Christmas. That was the best Christmas gift I<br />had ever received.
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What did Max often do?
A . He slept on the sofa at night.B . He watched TV with Sally.C . He waited for Sally's father.
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When did Max die?
A . In 2016.B . In 2017.C . In 2018.
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Where did Sally find the baby cats?
A . In her father's car.B . In a black bag.C . In her father's pockets.
