When I came home on the way home from work, I saw that the road was really hot, that when I saw so many booths in the street, there was an urge to buy something, and it was really hot, so I thought I'd just buy something, and I was just going to go to my house and think about what to buy, and then suddenly I found a dog in front of the booth staring at the seller, and it looked like he was starving to eat.
The stray dog was starving to eat on the street, but before waiting for food, he was thrown away by the stand-up owner, whose face he was driven out of was full of despair, and looked up at as if there was nothing to do with it, and it was a real pain in the ass when I looked at it and bought some bread to help it, and looked at me as if I were looking forward to it.
When I gave him the bread, the dog looked at me with gratitude, and I was really worried about what it was going to do, and it was so cold, and the streets were so clean, it was hard to find food, and even if there was food, it could freeze them to death, and it would be painful to think about it, and when it was done, I would lick my mouth and eat it, and I should go home.
When I finished feeding it, I felt something wrong behind my back, and it looked pretty cute that the little guy was walking with me because I fed it, and he went home like a kid, and gave it sugar, and it wasn't anybody's bad, and it was moving, even though it was a stray dog, but I was trying to take it home, and after all, after New Year's, I couldn't see it on the street.