dogs, pancakes and music
M is not an obsessed fan of animals, but neither will make a face if they are close, say that you like and now. My house is filled with dogs. Four dogs to be exact.
M So when he first came to open the door to the house behind where we were, never thought that a cross between a Siberian Husky with her German Shepherd jump above, and despite its feet tall, was thin as a rake, and Lucy-the crossing in question, knocked him down with her own weight and began to lick her face. M stood still a moment, frowning, but it was left to do.
"Lucy, go!" Shock Lucy with the broom and the dog took it off, but did not stop running around, sniffing his tail wagging pantalóny. "Sorry, Lucy is so ..."
"Okay ..." M Lucy stroked his head slowly. "It nice ... "
" Maybe you're here when her cubs are born. "
" I do not want to see the birth of the puppies, then you'll be seeing it ... "Lucy began to lick her jeans, and M frowned. "You always do that?"
"Yes, it has something to lick pants ... I'm still trying to understand ... "I sighed, pushing away Lucy's pants. "Ok, get out, get out of here!" Lucy ran around the yard a bit and then lay down in the shade. "Did you eat breakfast?"
"No. .." M shrugged. "I do not usually eat breakfast ..."
"Mom made pancakes, right?"
"I do not think ... I say that not as much ... if breakfast, not eat for the rest of the day. "
" Well, you're missing ... "I entered the house and M was left out with Lucy. After a few minutes, went back inside, his clothes and hair filled with soil. Lucy I figured him down again.
Instead of my mother, I was the one who was making pancakes, since I spent beating my meal because my mother was sore back and had gone to bed. I had the laptop on the table, with music, and sang while beating the flour, not even really realized when M sat next to the computer, watching me.
I noticed his presence only when I turned around and saw him there with a silly grin, as if to mock me, gave him a glare.
"What? So wrong song? "
" No, just ... It's strange ... "
" What is so strange? I love music ... And prepare to be surrounded by different types of music for three months ... "
" I do not see any problem with that ... "shrugged M . "I like the music."
"Are you sure you do not want pancakes? "I showed the flour. "C is hoping to go up by at least one gram ... Give the taste ... "
" But if breakfast, I eat in the evening obligarása ... "
" As you wish, but at least eat something ... I do not want to bother my mother will not eat ... "
" Well, pancakes and now ... It's everything you eat during the day ... "
" That it is gain to me ... "I made the pancakes
-alone one for M, and two for me" and breakfast in silence. M actually did not eat much, thin as it was, surely had the stomach like a bird, made the plate away after a moment, and looked at me curiously eat ... I guess I had never seen anyone eat like me.
"Want to meet somewhere?"
"You take me somewhere?"
"Well ... Swing for ... We'll see where I can take you. "
I took the only park that the city, near the beach, the heat was unbearable, but in the park, near the sea, the weather was a bit cooler, less hot concrete and fuller shade trees. I sat on a bench M ice cream while she lay in the shade of a tree in the cool grass, wearing a simple black pants and a white sleeveless shirt, black hair looked like an ink stain on grass. He closed his eyes and I felt relaxed and calm, perhaps stay away from that world where he did much damage he was doing well ... Only
perhaps still had salvation.
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