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The other day when the city was stormed by the snowstorm, I had to get used to the idea that any time a dog needs his weekly stroll. And despite the unwillingness of Icarus Super showers during which various and varied becomes the best friend of the sofa. In short, neither one nor two, I put her scarf and coat and we went for a walk in the city center. The snow fell so ill as it was covered with its white coat sidewalks and the whole city. The bitter cold and ice made our tour very exciting and laborious. After a few minutes Mr. canine decided that was finished clowning around in the snow. We were a good 5 minutes walk from the house and the dog weighs his weight in gold: impossible for me to wear it. For those who are not blessed to personally know my dog, I say Super Icarus is very temperamental and stubborn. He pointed and failing to sit or lie down (remember to distracted there was snow everywhere, and that Icarus Super is far from being con) he refused to one step further. Despite my admonitions he would not listen. I shot fired and during that time the snow covered me dangerously. As patient as a shark, I am very much annoyed very quickly. Especially in the city center my dog attracted the attention of passersby. After I exhausted in various supplications I grabbed him by the collar, threatening strangulation as I pulled on the leash, but nothing did. I grabbed her skin and shook him a little. But not very impressively for novices. At this time a lady approached us. "Oh but the poor pooch, you're cold is that?" "Yeah, he is cold .... even ATMs are cold at this hour ....". The lady gave me a black look and contemptuous busy reproaches. Uncomfortable I pretended to pat the top of the head of my dog snow until she leaves us. This bastard of a dog, a traitor who does not lose the north, began to whine. A to heartbreaking. Still glad he did not sighed, blowing her nose loudly into his sleeve, asking a room. The woman fell into the trap and told me that this is not to harm a defenseless animal. She would report me to the organization that protects animals, it is a scandal because anyone nowadays can have a dog. I was on the verge of offering him the dog mustard so I began to climb nose. But all of a sudden I got myself together. It turns out that the hospital does not care about the charity and there is a limit not to exceed. Imagine that this brave lady friend of the animals wearing a fur coat. Fur. Beaver or otter, two if it is. I watched from head to toe. A look well supported. "It does not advance because it is cold. He is cold like me. And you? You cold?" "The lady who is clever replied that this was not the issue." Really? ... Can I touch it? "I advanced and touched the hair of her fur. She declined to defend his property." What is it? Baby otter? or baby beaver ??""... Not at all ma'am! It's the fox .... and as everyone knows the furs are like pearls, they should be otherwise it spoils "" Yeah, for that matter they should wear! for the beast that you wear on your shoulders do not die for nothing, so that his suffering does not remain veins ...." The friend has outraged animal turned around and finally came away .... "Come on, killer on the lam!" and hypocritical, opportunistic Icarus Super barked cons the lady. But did not want to make one more effort. The walk lasted for ages and Icarus Super is not well by now. He has a cold just like me.
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