Kagi went out for a walk to meet the hegemonic triad, and the rope was taken away by five little furry ogres, trying to drag it away and turn it into a fierce tug.
At this critical juncture, there's nothing but wood and gas.
And this funny tug-a-bag-a-bag-a-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo.
It's a good temper, too, even when it's too hard to get caught.
In fact, before being adopted by the master, it was also two years ago, and perhaps this tragic experience, a stray dog with skin sickness, whose personality was very gentle and patient with the little black babies.
And these lovely little blacks, who are left with their mother, are usually taken care of by the kind neighbors around...
So far, the mothers have been sterilised, and the baby dogs have been looking for adoption, and the firewood have often gone to play with them, hoping that these lovely fury kids will get better and better.