My grandfather, the kingdom of heaven, had a cube of incredible size.
(German shepherd) somewhere from a small body. Good, stupid and positive. He had a volley, where the dog was driven, if it was necessary to go from street to house, the rest of the time he wandered empty in the courtyard.
The time passed, Kobe became smarter (not only did he not get trained, but did not walk with him).
In the family there was a young filling, a wheelchair with a small began to be carried out on the veranda to sleep in the fresh air. From the dog was flanked with a moving door with a hook.
In fact, here is the story itself.
The family is large, on the New Year's holidays decided to glue peelmen (up to six adversaries), which were placed on the veranda for freezing. And the doors were not closed, or the cowboy became smarter and dropped the hook.
In general, this mocked cheerful idiot with a huge stomach lay on the porch, could not get up, complainingly bowed. There were empty enemies around. Grandfather lost the gift of speech and mentally vowed not to feed this cattle for a month, but rather two. Here, the kobel began to scratch the foot of the old comodo, which stood on the veranda. The grandfather softened, sat down on the cribs and began to lick the dog on the tight belly, innocently mothering, saying as if not exhaling from the bite, painful.
Here the grandfather looked up, stood up sharply, gave the dog a good pinch, spit and went into the house.
Kobe didn’t just scratch the commodity. The last two petals fell under him and the dog tried to pull them back.