The two young ladies, who seemed to be fresh
from Seoul Korea with luxury goods and white face, looked at us as if they were
going to shout a word to end us. I ignored them and kept on talking. My ears
are itches. I guess they’re talking about me now.
My talking, which made them blink with disgust eyes, was excited comparing
the way two dog owners breed dogs. So I couldn’t stop it.
The lovely dogs of two acquaintances I have
watched since they adopted have both passed away in recent months.
A friend who keeps her dog calmly with an attitude
of ‘dog is a dog.’ died last month to raise it with love even though she
scolded it. The dog coughed heavily in the morning and not getting out of bed,
so she looked at her and died. She was lucky to have died without being sick.
My friend buried her under the backyard berry tree in the tears of her two daughters
who were together in their childhood.
There is an acquaintance that raised a puppy by
calling it a daughter. Her daughter, who grew up more than her pampered, died
of cancer. I heard that she was crying with a box of bones. The grief would be
great because the presence of a puppy in her eye was more than the existence of
her husband and child.
When the puppy is alive, if we happen to meet
in the park and turn around to break up, she used to tell me to give her puppy a
good bye, if you do not, my puppy mourns. Even when she came to my house did not leave her dog
in the backyard. Let her dog inside and if the dog put his feet on the table, I
could not tell the dog to get off the foot because she hated people’s scolding
her dog.
If people around her do not follow her own way
like puppy, she would be angry.
Her dog may welcome her and
follow her, but why should I wave to her and
obey her? She has gradually moved away from my view.
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