The hammer worried, rushed - little space in an improvised pit, where to lay seeds, the cheeks are broken. I covered the cage with a stick, looked at it through the web, attached to the cage. I do not fit. Go ahead, architects!! to
With these legs, with his fingers, he takes the seed by two, taps, puts next to the wall. The second too. I don't know what - saliva or shit, lubricates, puts on top. In general, it makes a wall, perpendicular to the cell. Up to the top!! On a half-hammer built, sat down, rested. I couldn’t stand it, I was still sick. He breathed, and again. Of course, he will destroy himself, but God, the mind!!! I love the puppy.