If I don't work at home, I'm prepared to make a good meal at home in advance, smell a sweet smell of meat after half an hour of stew, and suddenly I'm hungry. When I hear a bark of dogs coming out of the door, I close the door. It's a white dog who must have been starving, smelling the smell of it, looking at it for food. It's like it's so sweet and stupid that it's adopted.
And then I came to the door with it, and it looked so cute, and I hated not to choke his face, and then I thought, because I could strangle my dog, watch the tanning of others every day, and I was jealous of it, and then I thought about adopting it, but calmly, I thought I couldn't be so selfish if the dog was in someone else's house, and I was sure that the owner had gone mad or had to ask him in his neighbor's house.
After that, I realized that I was too naive to ask the neighbors. And then he said, "I can't easily raise such unrenowned strings, and I was so angry, I was just asking, and I was really pissed off, and then I thought, "Well, let's forget, it'll be a stray dog, but it's not as dirty as the owner's, or else it'll be easy to be hungry."
And then I brought it to my home, which it had found itself, and which it had not picked up itself, and which it had taken care of with determination, and which it had no place to go, but it was just a stray dog, and it was no better to keep it than it was to keep it. A puppy is smart, but it's not moving as if it's a doll. If it's clean, it'll look like it's not easy to look low, then it'll be able to take it with it when it's integrated into the natural environment.