The dogs who are long...

I love animals. Always have dogs.
I am not afraid of the big ones at all, there in the eyes of everything is immediately visible, a big dog should be really abnormal that would attack on the street with the aim of biting.
And already seeing in the eyes of man the willingness to resist instead of fear...

But small is a whole poem... an inadequate piece without brains and understanding, with complexes larger than himself and very sharp teeth.
And if a small pin is thrown on me right away, what would be a cushion and away. For you will not understand or read anything, it turns and moves only in order to pull.

And yes, it is easier for me to beat away from the big without losses than from the small speck of figi, because of the small size of my body ahead of the normal human reaction at the pinch.

And when you hear after all this, she’s as small as you could be... I’m not a madman, but I want to kill, and not just dogs.