On the way home from work today, a group of people were standing on the side of the road arguing that their dog had been stolen on a motorcycle, with a steel fork, and had been stolen by a single dog with no one.
And then as soon as I finished listening, I got in the car with a man next to me, and I followed his direction.
Following a journey, it was discovered that about five dogs had been caught in the cage, and all that was left was the chickens and ducks he bought to cover his ears.
As soon as I caught up with him, I rolled out of the window and yelled at him to stop.
But he doesn't give a shit about me, he just goes a little faster, and I'm in the back because it's a country road and I can't drive fast.
The little dog in the cage was screaming, but he followed, he went straight into the alley, and he ran away...
It's a terrible thing to steal a dog. They steal a dog and sell it to the doghouse. But when they stole it, they didn't want to see how sad the dog owner felt.