by Diana Udovichenko:
I came back from the beach and suddenly saw that Behemot’s dog had a very bad wound on his lap. I went to the clinic, they said there was a scratch, but it became inflamed. We injected our legs with injections. I came back – and the Dog Nashorog, who perceives every time I leave the house as a betrayal, made a lounge under the door. As a sign of protest, obviously, and from jealousy: Begemot took the dog with him, but he is not. She began to mock the Dog of the Rhino, but the Dog of Behemoth was afraid for some reason. He got underneath Max’s couch and stuck there. While I pulled out the dog Begemot, the dog Nosorog was scared, for the comrades - carried around the apartment, proclaiming the surroundings with wild cries. I pulled out the dog Begemot, and there was a whirlwind: the dog Nashorog in panic took off a thick body of the smoothboard with the oatmeal. Fortunately, not on a bad bulldog head.
Now weakened after all the stress, lying on the floor in the posture of frogs. In the previous post, I wondered if I was bored. No not boring. and fun. and :)