Sometimes people and animals have a connection in one eye, one smile, one word, and no need for extras.
The colleague met a stray dog at 8.40 a.m. I think it's a stray dog. Dogs don't wear collars, hairs don't get fixed. The colleague met the dog at a crossroads and did not feed the dog, much less say hello. It's like two strangers passing by, but when colleagues come to the next intersection, they find dogs behind her.
It's not too close, it's a distance, it's not there, but it's behind the dogs wherever they go. Until our colleagues arrived at the company...
At this point, the dog had nothing to worry about. On a colleague's feet, it's like a little scratch. At this point, my colleagues thought that the dog came to touch the china.
She doesn't have a dog at home. Why would she follow her? At a time when colleagues are incomprehensible, others say “Doggy Laifu” and joke with colleagues that she is going to be rich recently.
It's a joke. This dog's got a family. My colleague observed that the hair on the left side of the dog was missing as if it had been cut off. Did the dog recently go to the hospital to examine the body, so the hair was shaved?
Many speculations end in doubt, because dogs follow their colleagues. So the dog ended up in the care of a colleague. Finally, if someone throws a dog near the north side of Aoshima, make sure it's your dog.