When my friend and I were 10-12 years old, the dog gave birth to five puppies at a building near the house, but soon it was found dead. We were so sorry for her offspring that we fed them all out of the nipple, equipped them with a warm place in Daddy's garage, and then, like this team of Timor, began to walk around the apartments and offer a puppy to completely strangers. Distributed all five! One of them, the girl Night, lived in the neighboring entrance for another ten years. And every time she saw me or a friend, she rushed to us, bowed, waved her tail, and rejoiced with the real dog joy. The owners were even a little jealous.