Today, in front of my eyes, a bunch of dogs decided to cross the avenue.
They had some chances, but the prospect was wider. The front dog, the most determined, waited for the light and jumped through it with a bullet. The others broke their tracks, to get messed up. Well, we stood in the middle of the road under the wheels, like a flock of lambs. The brakes, the drivers are terrible. The rear dog, the largest, was of an undetermined breed on the motifs of the German Shepherd. He remained on the side, strictly wrapped everyone and shaken perpendicularly - on the sidewalk. In the underground transition.