The man raised a large gold hair and returned it a few days ago to buy her a bunch of snacks on the Internet, which today coincided with the delivery company. The man was accompanying the gold hair to break the delivery, and the timing call was made by the neighbor next door. He said he'd come home and play with his pets. The master was naturally very willing to accept them, and he immediately agreed to the next-door neighbours and asked them to come.
The golden hair on whose side the conclusions are sitting is suddenly restless. It was only seen standing with great excitement, running towards the foods that had just been removed by the master and dragging them down to its bedroom in a bag. It is obvious that everything the master has just said has been heard and understands the meaning of what is inside, which is simply fearing that his food will be taken away by the dogs that will come.
Look at the look of blond hair, it's like, "What is it?" The next-door neighbor's dog is coming home to play? It's over, but if it comes to find out that I don't eat all my snacks, it's not good. The master smiles like a smart little kid.
