Now they rarely gave the leftovers to them.
The faithfull dogs always came to us whenever they saw us.
I everytime went to the balcony never forgot to search for them, sometimes they were under the cars and sometimes near the trees scratching the barks.
Once I saw on of them eating a stone I was worried and thought he was hungry but my father told that dogs chew bones when their teeth are growing as it was scabious just like the babies use teethers. And as they don't get bone they are chewing stone.


(WON'T THERE TEETH BREAK ?)

We used to talk standing for long and they used rest near us, made our feets pillows and slept innocently.
I used to think how beautiful is the world with lots of happiness surrounded...no need of parties, tours and visit beautiful monuments they joy will come automatically from these inoccent and lovely creatures whom God has made to spread love...



To be continued...

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