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Yelizaveta Varava, Minsk

Recently it has come across to me how much I wanna a dog. How ironic it is that I seek words to describe to you that words aren’t enough to convey my desire of getting a four-legged friend. 

You ask me why? Well, I think you'll understand me if I say that I daydream imagining pictures of me running along a rough endless sea, hair waving in the scarlet rays of the setting sun, my dear friend - a big red-haired dog - tearing ahead.

I just jump out of my skin at the mere thought of the big red-haired old chap dozing away lying on my belly, occupying nearly the whole bed by stretching out his long legs. It’s morning, a day-off, he understands it and is ... Читать дальше »