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A History of Dogs, Part 1

time ago, when the puppies were thrown into the flames of the abyss just because it is not purebred, a man, a little man that rescued a young and care as their own, hiding the discriminating eye of his alma mater.

from arrival at the home of his master, the dog provided tube difficulty understanding because of their addiction, because its owner never revealed the reasons, just say, "It is the shekel of the things mon frère, just accept it" , to which the small questions could only look on his face, which never find answers. Half his life was spent running around the abundant yards of his home, finding nooks and alleys, watching life bloom in its wake many times and witnessing the torture of his encounter with the living. His love was his fatherly love was his life and his care, only he could take care of him, nobody else.

But like all love, something always comes between them. Life's mission was always to die with their owner, in the same bed and in the same time, but due to a serious illness, the dog saw his destiny truncated, he enjoys excellent health, and love the edge quick and painful death.

not know where, but the little I hear of a girl, a beautiful nymph who, according to rumors, was able to heal all pain in humans. Without knowing where the dog quickly took courage, food and liquor and left in their pursuit, lost in the darkness of the horizon .- The dog moves slowly through the snow that covers everything. It takes years to travel and still seems to lack a way to go. On his way he has seen everything from deserts bloom, even in the high seas, mountains, rivers of blood, and hives of solid gold. Hundreds of people have seen the dog and has seen them without the slightest rancor, he avoids them and they him with the utmost revulsion.

still in search of that person that can save its owner, the disease progresses sharply and already has captured the ability to think rationally and not recognize right from wrong, does not recognize the good fortune of a reprehensible moral incident. After countless conversations with local dogs worldwide, purebred and all knowledgeable, they send it from one hemisphere to another, from one village to another for time and flight, the dog came to where he knew that would be the salvation of his master, owner of unconditional love. Came to a village, a dark and foggy town, the only place where all

agreed that was what he sought. Desperately walked the streets and alleys looking for her, her, beauty incarnate. But it was not ever in this place of desolation, sorrow, where dust covers everything, where there is no face no trace of any people. But in the distance, a cloud of dust and confetti, the dog feels screaming, unrecognizable and only audible by the inexperienced but having heard that only a mongrel dog and full of blends may have. Angry and hungry for peace, run to their cries, slowly realizing that they are celebrating, celebration, revelry and sin. Approaching

everything their tired legs let the dog run without looking back, with her tongue fully into the air, eyes closed and open mouth, unsurpassed happiness.

But all in vain, everything was when he heard a deafening cry of women, followed by the sound of a gun fired. As he approached, a slower pace, more frightened, he noticed that the fog was becoming thicker. But the dog away nothing of his fate. He kept getting closer and closer toward the sound, going to see the great crowd that concealed the source of the shooting. Tears filled the place, the joy felt in a minute, he slipped away forever. As he walked entered the group of people screaming and running around. He walked until he found the source of the sound. Front all these people screaming and running frantically, had to back a man with his arms outstretched and in a strong position, which statue would remain so forever. The dog to stand in front of the person he saw in his hands he held a smoking gun pointed in her direction. She, the most beautiful woman ever walked on this earth, even with the bleeding and smoking hole in his forehead, was the most beautiful dog ever seen. Her to fall apart and fell backwards to the floor whipping his inert body, was the person he wanted, she was the one who could save his own hex of their disease. Again joy brightened the face of the weary dog ...

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, remember the old science, the native lachrymology
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the Pestilolocentria
, since both are very influential in evolutionary psychology is the dog's emotional cuortex, no offense of course to the industry commonly known as creative or more popularly Tentrionometria Ancliometrionárama that as we know is the counterpart of the material studied in this series of reports, yet it has been understood that certain places in the book published by CJ Comerstei, juxtaposed perfectly with the principles outlined in the Almatostologia

in the article " science, soul, death, dogs and God "when seeking Merchandisers to loneliness among the motley crowd, or lack anxiety brought on individuals whose IQ exceeds 322.
Smithersoferson says in his article "For the beauty in the beautiful" that we can never find a new incontinence unless we have fantasized enough about the universe and the connection you have with the lack of meaning in the minutiae of life, about the significance of family life will never be the same as a significant post-termularias beliefs, which we know as Smithersoferson ZS is a lack of sense of ambiguity on the part of men. What conclusion can be drawn in all this, a series of articles on the man and his apostencias, you will never find so we are not looking for unless we stop

look. Everything is there, everything is merely a sperm competition where the winner is not always the fittest or the fastest, if not the most decontextualized according to a messy campaign by their peers. (Tct)