The sheepdogs, the beauties, the bears, are always handsome, but the Afghan hounds are so sweet that they suddenly turn into Koki with short legs, and Mom laughs, "You really have to choose your companions, otherwise your legs will not be obvious. In fact, sweets were misbreeded in the past and recently taken into the family of good bears, and their mothers also look forward to their skin getting better and hairing.
Mom took the sheepdog "good bear" and the Afghan hound "sweet" to the palace of South Shanford in the oven to seek peace, but only four waning photos had a special effect, with the tallest sweets standing on the left, while cocoa, beauties and bears were all shorter than it, turning the good-looking range of sheepdogs into a "kigs" in normal times. The netizens laughed, "Don't lie to me! It's an ostrich on the left" and "How do you raise a giraffe?" and Mom didn't think that body differences would be a problem in taking pictures.

Take a picture with the real short legs. We're a loser!

In fact, sweets recently joined the extended family, aged 7 or 8 years, where they had been inappropriately raised, and Mom called them "ghosts", when sweets were locked up in rusty iron cages, and they were supposed to be all over each other, and they had to sit on the side of the road and shave a piece of the "big fur" before taking the "daughter" home with them.
Mother has been trying to raise an Afghan hound for three years, and she's been practicing to take care of the hair of an Afghan hound. "It was supposed to bring another gray sweat to that place, but it ignored me. Only sweet eyes and eyes will bring it home!" Because Afghanistan came from the tails of the field, and the sweetness of its future became everyone's sweetheart, it was called "sweetness."

Sweets used to live in a terrible "ghost" and had a terrible fur.
I wonder if sweets used to step on the grass before, but for the first time she came home to her great fur and jumped on her mother and looked very happy. Sweets rarely used to spend time with people, but two weeks in the new home, led by cocoa, good boy and bear, their relatives were pro-dogs and knew what glass would never hit, learned to walk the stairs slowly, though scared to go out, but it was valuable to have the courage of a mother to touch her head.
Sugar never played with a dog, and now she doesn't even know what a toy is, and she laughs, "It always wants to play with a good bear when it eats. It's really dumb. It's the best thing about three dogs.
A lot of things are new to sweets, and Mom lets them understand the world at their own pace, under the leadership of a good bear: "It is now becoming more confident and more vibrant, so that sweets can study slowly, and it will be happy." The sweet skin is now slowly getting better so that when it is well nourished, it will soon be the appearance of elegance and freedom from the shadows of the past.