One day I went for a walk with my dog. He has a large curly erdelterrier weighing 30 kg. Well, I dressed up, dressed up, took the guide and the keys from the apartment. She called the elevator, went down to the first floor, came out of the entrance. I walk down the street, pull the lead and here I understand that something is wrong. And at this moment, like in movies, I slowly raise the guide to my face, go down my eyes over the bracelet cable and realize that there is no dog at that end. The expression of the dog’s face when I came home with and without a guide was the most confused expression I’ve ever seen on a dog’s cheek.