My first dog my dad bought me in the subway as a Japanese chin. The chin from it, indeed, did not grow up, but I learned about it much later. The picture - the summer after the first class; Ulyanovsk, where I was sent for the summer to my grandmothers; the respected grandmother in the city - the chief traumatologist and deputy - walks me and Repeika on the Middle Vence. The same respectable people (the very center of the city) walk their grandchildren there. Natasha, how you grew in a year! What is your dog’s name? I firmly remembered that Japanese, and the second word of 3 letters on Buku "X". It seemed like this was the word I got in the school on the wall... Well, and sounded. It all depends on gentle age and naivety.