Last week, a dog with severe skin disease had his face all blacked out by the mites, all his hair had been emptied, only his eyes had been corrupted, so pathetic, so painful!
On the first day of feeding it, it was scared and ran away with food. It's pathetic, it's taken to the pet hospital, it's not treating it, it's too bad, it's too bad, let me take it away!
The next day, he was lying by the side of the road, and he came to me with his tail and gave him breakfast bread without anything to eat. Wait. After he had eaten, he took him to another hospital with hope, but he gave me a cold again, and he said he was hopeless, so let me bring him back. Is there really no way? I wish I could cure you!
On the fourth day, with the last hope, I went to the last pet hospital in town, opened 28 kilometers, and it was so difficult for me to be new! When I came in with it, the other people looked at me with weird eyes, and they said I abused my dog, and it was cold in my heart, but when I got to the doctor, my last hope was destroyed! He says it's late, it's bad, I'll have to take it back, I'll walk, it's hard, it's like the end of the world, vagrancy, don't be afraid, I'll try and get my friends from other cities to take you to the hospital, don't worry, it'll be all right!