Professional, or how to overcome obstacles
Once during a forest walk, my Airedale Terrier Belmondo picked up a huge log and, very pleased with himself, dragged him home, flatly refusing to leave.
- Are you crazy? - he answered all my offers to put a wand, please. - Such goodness disappears! So much firewood! We can drown all winter!
Arguments that we have an apartment with all amenities and central heating were ignored.
Ahead were a man and a woman. And the road was narrow, on both sides of the snowdrift. And my four-legged friend did not manage to pass between them, holding the tree at the ready. He tried to settle in this way and that way - it doesn’t work out!
Then he carefully put the “wand” on the ground and said: “GAV!” And his GAV - it was, I tell you, GAV. Those who walked in front looked frightened and parted, and Belmondo quickly grabbed a log, squeezed between them and, terribly happy, carried his charm further.
People, contrary to my fears, were not afraid. They just laughed that, well done, politely asked.