It was in Rostov.

History of a Dog



There is always a lack of money and love. Nature has caught the dog. her

The body produces love. The hair absorbs your trouble.

Agree, no woman will meet you like a dog! Exported

Three minutes of garbage. The dog welcomes you like you are after an amnesty.



Seeds of altar.



Twenty years ago, on Levberdon, right behind the Voroshilov Bridge,

In the cozy pension of the sanatorium type "The Quiet Don" served as a guard and

Compatibility with the courtyard, always subdued old uncle

by Grisha. He lived there, on the territory of the palace in a small unspoiled house.

Camorra, along with its inseparable barbos.

One evening, drinking in a circle of employees, asking about the breed of the dog

Uncle Grish inspired that he bought a dog from a circus.

Acrobat for the red (while the comrades, knowing his scorn,

with a smile looked around), and that the circus man struck the puppy from the famous

Trainer of rare dogs. "Races of cocktail terrier! andquot; –

Driving a sanitary. Uncle Grish, not paying attention to the offensive

The replica, continued to float that the puppy's father was a dog champion

The Olympic Games. "On the production of bullet mosquitoes", – again did not hold up

The channel compiler.

It was visible to the naked eye that the beetle happened, like most of them.

The result is uncontrolled selection of dogs.

There are many different types of trees, and they inherit such wonderful properties as:

wisdom, loyalty and malice. In terms of intelligence, they are not

Differentiated very well.

Barbos was small, with a disgusting character and chestnut lace.

wool, in which found shelter of small bloodthirsty impurity,

Why was he constantly itching, as, however, his master, since they slept?

They are together on a tight hospital couch.

Uncle Grisha baptized his pets by the Pyjonian nickname Rex. In the protected

The dog was very self-confident and self-confident. The owner he

He worshiped, laughed overwhelmingly at the encounter and, jumping, joyfully licked Grisha in the

His nose, while condemning his dog’s tenderness. The director was afraid,

The staff was treated with politeness, resting.

Ignored and despised. If he was crawling, he heard the tone, rather.

for order, as for temporary residents, but sensitively distinguished them from

Those with whom he was brave.

The guard, using Rex's innate hunting instinct, brought him to the

Their fishing was very profitable, and they went around early in the morning.

entrusted to them territory of the penitentiary and coastal grotto in the city

The beach. The dog ran ahead, carefully smelling the tall grass and

the bushes, and his master with the poisonous "Priboim" in his teeth, sowed traces of

with a large cat. Periodically, Rex found the prey and, joyfully

With a loud tail, he cried loudly. Within an hour, entrepreneurs

The hunters returned with a bag full of empty bottles.

It was converted into cheap local production.

Rex was a desperate hangover and left his guard post only twice in his life.

A year of dog weddings. Returning to the c

with the blades of the wool and, judging by the onish and fresh wounds,

He had something to remember. After such an event with

dramatic consequences when in the eyes of a collective lover

He was brutally crushed by a huge and ugly cabbage, a great bastard and

Loving to hurt someone. Rex long licked his wounds and forever.

He pledged to participate in group sex orgies. He brought himself

A young chollen fucks, seamlessly tied by a chain to a luxurious booth.

She lived on the opposite side of the pension in a small house.

In the village, and a loving cow with risk for life twice a year crossed.

The roadside of Rostov-Bataisk.

He was neither the first nor the last to risk his life in order to meet his beloved. by V

critical days at the green fence of the charming king gathered the best

members of the district, representatives of all dog blood groups, starting from

Intelligent Royal Puddle, Mother of the Caucasian Shepherd

nationality and ending with a shelled seam of unclear origin.

They stumbled down in the herd and waited hopelessly for the encounter with the

Wishes and desires, looking at them, looking at them.

The sexual dissatisfaction.

Rex was not in a hurry, walking along the fence, behind which he

The chain of the bride. In the eyes of surprising competitors

In a business-like way, he pushed his foot away by one of his badly known

fixed board in the fence and gracefully swept into a narrow gap, waving

The competitors said goodbye to the furry tail, after which the board took its

The initial position. A few unsuccessful brides.

I tried to repeat this trick, but without success.

Gabbars are not.

And the wise Rex, filled with love comforts, in the same way.

He left his beloved prison. Judging by a wretched smile, date.

was to glory. He turned away with a disgraceful gaze from those who were deceived.

The cobblestone touched his back leg and generously folded the fence. and after,

sweetly swallowed, waving a thin back, with dignity departed like a thunderstorm

clouds across the horizon, once again crossing the insidious route.

To the astonishment of the owners of the sock, naively believing that the chain is reliable.

contraceptive, she had a party in due time

The castan dogs.

All this was told to me by the staff when I arrived there.

The dentist.

My office was located in the water clinic room next to the courtyard,

Where Uncle Grish lived with his dog. One day I tried to make a

Rex had a trusting relationship and even offered him an appetizing piece.

sausages, but he scattered scratchfully and did not even deserve me to swallow.

I could not tolerate family.

But one evening, when I had finished the reception and headed out,

The road was blocked by Rex, he was sitting next to my office and was desperate.

Shake your mouth. Usually he did not enter the apartment. sanitary

I tried to drive him out, but he did not leave and continued to stumble hard.

Fisting in the mouth. I bowed and saw that a sharp spark came from his palm.

A piece of bone. With fear I stretched out my hand, the dog has no aggression.

demonstrated it. Then I suddenly pulled out a bone from the dog’s right hand.

The fragment. Rex left the room immediately.

The next day, a sensation awaited me at work. The entire pension

Discussed a fantastic event: after my simple manipulation

A nurse found a bottle of vermut near the door of the dental cabinet. know

his skills in bottle fishing, no one doubted that Rex Sper

Vermouth has his master, especially since he preferred this one.

A cheap mark of wine, and thanked the doctor for the service of the ordinary

in a human way.

This legend has long walked in the walls of our institution and grown.

with new details. Until the bottle was dissolved.

Rex on the brush. The truth was revealed to me by Uncle Grish after the dog

Still, he fell the victim of his unrestricted passion - fell under the car.

On a similar occasion, Guberman wrote about his dog a high epitaph:



Goodbye Thomas, you have fallen beautifully.

and eternal darkness,

Happy and Dangerous

Pulling the back of a stranger.

And accepted death, obedient to fate,

And the lady, the sweetness of cabbages,

She walked away indifferently.

The cause of your death.



Having buried the faithful Rex, remembering him as appropriate, an orphaned courtier

He told me the true story of that mysterious incident. He went from

a store with an unlucky vermut, and meet the director of the pension.

Uncle Grish stumbled into the procedure room and hid the bottle behind the trash cart

near the dentist’s office. The director sent him to clean the falling ones.

the leaves, and at this time the water therapist closed. The morning sanitary.

Having found a half-liter, she sprinkled her own house.

version of the grateful four-legged: say, not that some people...



by a) Leonid

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