Today, on the way to work, I was raised by the driver of a new BMW.
When I turned from the Rocatky to the Upper Pechersk Street, he flashed at me with a distant light, one of a dozen cars standing there.
The first thing that came to me on the mind-haize, but then I saw, as on the road, I meet, a puppy runs)))
If it wasn't Baška, I would definitely have pressed the foot to the dog, because in color it merged with the snowed road and was unnoticed!!! to
I nodded in thanks to the driver and went on with a smile!! to