For almost four months, every morning I go to feed my dog’s son. I call him Lino.
He lives with his mother in the street near a fashionable house. Last month there appeared another dog in this area: wounded and hungry. Apparently, he was used as a fighting dog. Who knows?
It was very cold and snowy then and this dog came to live with puppies. He slept near them and was trying to steal food. So every morning, I make a bucket of meat soup for him as well.
He looks much better now, I published ad in Internet, but nobody came for him… This is sad, isn’t it?
Yesterday we had snow.
There was a rain 2 days ago
My primrose after rain
Primrose after snowfall
My dog and I, both adore snow
our walks are real, real pleasure
in the garden
After he left to run after neighbor’s cat, I found violets right in the place of his snow enjoyment.
Life is beautiful!