He-Who-me-da-eating up early, around the time the sun rises I hope, as always, at the door of her nest, wagging his tail. I know it's early, but I have hunger. Actually, I always I have hunger. When he leaves, I stroked his head and says something warm next to the word "Benji." I can smell her dream, but also leaves Nest aroma of La-to-me-da-de-eating female. Well, the last. It's the one, two, passing through the Nest since the last time it was hot. Uncle is an arrow. A real alpha male. For this reason and because it feeds me, I ignore him and obey him, well, more or less.
Before getting into the water room, I filled the bowl of colorful cookies. I like the color-eat meat first and then the color-grass. Then drink water and I pass by the teeth and I sit in front of the door to the room of water waiting to come out to get me a ride. However, when it eludes me and gets into the nest. As
left the door open, entered behind him. Is dressing, while talking to the female. A wave of that sweet smell that humans in heat off me enters the nose, and try me out and making a grunt rascándomelo. Now I see that talk about me, because He-Who-me-da-de-comer is pointing me. Just when dressed, he tells me one of those things that I can not understand, but in the middle as I hear the word "outside" the tail wagging thinking we're going to walk. But no, it does is get me out of the nest, say hello, and leaving home.
I guess I will draw a walk La-than-me-da-of-eating-female, who still sleeps in the nest. I start to have to pee, but I remember the slap I got behind the ears and the cold bath the last time I did. I hate water. While looking by the window at the birds of the garden in front of the house, and houses-small metal-to-move to pass under the trees.
I think it's been a long time, because the sun is already high in the sky, when the female leaves the nest at last. Smacks more sleep than him. Comes over and cuddle me holding my hair around the face and ears, and I said something that distinguish "walk", "Benji" and "awhile." I lay back, that I rub his belly, and close my eyes while doing so. She laughs, but I left there while it gets into the water room. The sound of water falling from the high source reminds me that I begin to have many pee. And to defecate. To hurry up, stick a plaintive barking, and she says something from behind the door.
Finally, the water leaves the room smells of rosemary and honey and lemon, but mainly to wet hair. And is dressed, and walks over to where the strap hook, but reacted quickly, and I start to bark when I hit the door with the front legs. I get to forget about the belt and opened the door. I start to run around the hall up and down, hitting the far wall every time I get there. La-to-me-da-de-eating-female, laughing, as she walks to the closet-you-see-low. Play something on the wall to open the closet, but this time we have to wait, and I hear like a cupboard up behind the door. Hit his nose on the door, but I can not even smell the garden. In the end, it opens the door and entered the two, as always, I'm nervous and I turn to all corners of the closet-you-see-low, until you reopen the door and I run, I I have to wait a little longer for me to open the front door. But when it does, I go shooting, I stand behind the bush toilet is about 15 feet from the door, to enter the parterre, and I finally ... relief. Meanwhile, get up his nose and sniff a little, as usual, the smell of houses, metal-to-be-moving, grass cut, a new flower, the urine of another dog, and above all, that
human stench ... One moment, no, there is something new, something smells both sweet and spicy ... the dog smells-of-color-dry-land! I raise my head and start running up and down the parterre, where smells are looking more to it ... I hear screams and female "Benji", but I'm not for it, and lose sight (although where is by smell) . Steal a little head, I realize that more is going to smell where it is at the corner of the grass closer to the source, because I always smell that way.
And it fails, there is ... I know I've smelled it, but it makes the interesting rubbing his nose in the grass. I go and hit the air with his head to get his attention. When she looks at me, I take I'm in the top of the grass to force posture and sculpture show. I notice that you like, because I can smell and hear a slight hum. I walk proudly. I smell the sex smell sweet, spicy, hot, she smells like my sex. And poniéndoseme receptive tour. And I take this ...
I was just finishing when we fall over cold water; the passion I had not stopped to smell the rage and anger of La-to-da-de-eat-at-a-bitch-color-earth-dry , and has caught us by surprise by the cold water soaking has launched from the source. I barked, not better, cry, and the poor dog-color-earth-dry, which is snatched me by thin arms that smell of lavender worn by La-than-you-da-de-comer, while he shouts ugly words that do not understand, but I can not understand, I am bewildered by the impression of cold, irritated by the disillusioned, frightened by the cries of the witch, when the female-to-me-da-de-grabs me and I eat off the ground. I smell the shame that comes out of the mouth while the anger of the-you-da-de-comer-to-the-dog floods the air. The female had a word with his head down (I hear, "never again" and "sorry" several times) I been in arms for home, and give me a couple of collejones between the eyes. I cry a little, by the humiliation and because I'm wet and I have a cold.
But it's worse when we got home, because I was locked in the room of water and when I get to bark, fearing that will turn the high source beneath me, I turned off the light .... That's why not much time has passed until you hear the voice of He-Who-me-da-to-eat, then barked, but they talk behind the door. Well, talk it, and smell the growing anger him. I do not understand, just trying to be like him. At the end of the day he has had one, two females since it was hot, and I've only had one, two, three, four since he was born, and always hidden in the parks.
the end, turn on the light and open the door, and He-Who-me-da-de-comer approached me, grabbed me by the collar. He is angry, yet I hear the words "Benji", "Pichabrava" and "Last Time", which sounds reassuring me. But in the end says a word that reminds me of pain, when I cut the ears, or give me a prick of a needle very long, "Vet." But it comes with a funny face with your fingers together, as imitation of the junk that you use to open the bag of cookies. And I lie on his back for me scratch his belly.
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