I knock on the door, I open the door, on the threshold of the neighbor. A large-aged child weighs under 130 kilograms of living weight. He looks at me for 5 seconds and asks me the most delicious question I’ve ever been asked:

A dog at home? ...

..... I couldn’t even find what to answer him, but just shouted deep into the apartment:

and Martin! It is to you! = D

The bones were brought, it turns out)))