The grandmother of God leads a royal pudel to the veterinarian. The pudel is large, but very thin. He looks at everything moving with an unhealthy gastronomic interest. Apparently hungry.
Grandma tells, say, the dog hasn’t eaten anything for a week...Tipa, to the dish will approach, smell, breathe and go away...
The veterinarian begins to inspect the dog, touch and listen in every way. The dog is healthy, but he has only spoken. What a wild? I looked closer... and here.
Did you cut the dog?
She shaved, she shaved.
for a long time?
Take care of the day before it stops.
Grandma, take off the rubber!
For those who do not know - when cutting dogs, they put a thick rubber on their cheeks so that they do not bite.
How could the dog have wanted to eat all this time!