The husband was bitten by the finger of our dog, this sputum from the series "to die will sweep". She grabbed solidly: her hand swells in front of her eyes, the little one jumps around, asking with hope, "Did you provoke her? “You?” (The woman categorically denies everything, but, as it turned out later, she first grabbed the dog by the tail.) We went to “trauma”, fixation, langet, all things. Since then, this squeezed hand has become the main argument in disputes with the dog: almost, the wife pulled her hand under her nose, asking: who did it? Who? who? And the dog strayed into the corner and there with a guilty mouth collapsed into a club.



Finally, the plaster was solemnly removed, they came home, and the wife, by habit, swept the dog’s blue finger under the nose with the same question. The dog, already forgotten what the conflict began, and annoyed by unfounded raids in her view, bites her for the same finger.