Just just...
I walk with my dog on the street. I see trust coming out. The man leads. To be honest, I don’t remember people well. The dogs are happy, they are friends.
I let go, Dover’s man also let go and speaks on his cell phone. And I watch the dogs play to catch, bite and bite. And then my jumped, not looking, and behind his ride into a trusted man. And that cell phone fell, and so successfully - into the gap near the sewerage grille. The man was sitting in the roof, I also approached - we see - did not fall into the water, but lies on the roof. Not to get.
And the man dropped his sleeve and... I have never seen such in my life... the hand - like rubber... pulls out the phone.
And I am so embarrassed to say that he practices a lot. Well, he caught Trust, I caught my own too, and here my husband is passing by, and mastering us.
The man responded to him. At home, I ask my husband - type who it is - and he says "that this is our gynecologist"