stepanenko. walk with their dogs. oh, what kind of dog is this? i have a bulldog, a wolfhound with a pedigree, a beast-dog that will kill anyone you want, and what kind of breed is yours? kind of strange, squat, kind of long, turns around the corner, yes, this is my little bob, well, you won’t understand what breed, what’s your name, mine, fedorov? “oh, that’s what they call you by your first name and patronymic, yeah, and he doesn’t respond otherwise, oh, fyodor vasilyevich, let me stroke you, carefully, otherwise he’s half your hand, he’ll grab everything, he’s after the dead hour before afternoon tea always angry, recently he was offended by the rabbit, since there is no rabbit, but why was he offended by him, rabbit?” " i did it like this, videos always do this, but this one doesn’t do it anymore, oh, it’s necessary, but you know mine what a trained one, yes, and what does your bobik know how to do, everything, in the morning he brings me a newspaper , straight to bed, yours brings a newspape