I go to work in the morning. I go to myself, I do not touch anyone, I think about the things ahead of the day. A dog is running away from me. This is a typical garden. Let’s call it Bubble. I am going, Bubble is running. Suddenly in the dog room. And I don’t really like when such clums meet along the way, you never know what can come out of this meeting. Apparently Bublik also did not respect such meetings, so he changed his tactics as a lonely proud dog. He quickly rebuilt))) He pressed to my leg and ran next to it)))I looked at him from above, and he looked like he said - There is no way out!))) So we went through this room with him. No one touched him, apparently thinking that he has a master and he is not a lonely dog that can be invaded impunely. As soon as we passed the risk zone, My Bubble ran on to his dog affairs, leaving me proudly alone. I wasn’t thinking about the job, but about how smart and intelligent the dog was.