To a colleague, the daughter gave a dog — a small one, black. A rare species. And here she was in the train with this dog and went out of the bathroom for a moment, literally for a second! The train was half empty and she was driving alone. The door, of course, was closed. Well, where can a small dog go from a closed coupe? She has nowhere to go! When I came back, there were no dogs. She wandered and searched all the stuff – NO! Then I noticed that there was a tiny hole in the wall with the neighboring coupe — and suddenly a dog there?! to
Started to break in the neighboring coupe - no one responds and does not open. She is to the guide: so and so, dog-dog-dogaaaaaaaaaaaa! The conductor – what is she, the beast? He opens the door with his key... And they see a picture with oil: on the table lies a fried chicken, as it should be, next to it is a dog, slightly larger than a fried chicken, which joyfully starves this chicken, and on the contrary - the passenger, the owner of the chicken, in a deep stupor.
Can I take my dog? The lady badly asked.
Here the citizen came out of the stupor, turned, and, looking at the lady with eyes full of horror, asked with a tragic whisper:
What is a dog?! to
Well, it can be understood — just imagine: you sit, drink, snack chicken, and then suddenly out of the wall comes THAT...
The Belgian Griffon is called!