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8 poodles


 Maria tiene 8 perros de los cuales 5 son regalos de su mama, son de raza poodle. Desde que nacieron ella se ha hecho cargo de su alimento, esparasitacion  y cuidado. Para no equivocarse con sus nombres los días de la semana: Lunes, Martes, Miercoles, Jueves, Vienes, Sabado, Domingo. El ultimo se llama como el tercer dia de el año: Marzo. Maria ha sido muy feliz por que sus perritos se han portado muy bien a ecepcion de miércoles que la semana pasada se escapo con una perrita del vecindario causando un gran caos vehicular provocando el enojo de todos los vecinos quienes obligaron a Maria a pagar por todos los daños ocasinados por Miercoles. A raíz de de todo lo que ha sucedido Maria decidio  deshacerse de 3 de ellos ¿Cuáles de ellos deben ponerse a la venta?, su madre le dijo que en orden alfabetico, su padre del mas pequeño al mas grande. Pero su herman le dio la gran idea de hacerlo del mas problemático al menos prolblematico, esto llego a oídos de los cachorros los cuales se fugaron y por eso hasta la fecha se desconoce su ubicación                                                                                





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