Neighbours
- Yes, I am. Just love to watch the people passing by on the street.
- Hey, look. That strange man showed up again.
- Yes, he’s so strange. Never have seen someone who likes crocs that much. Sometimes, crocs with socks, sometimes, without socks. But he always wears crocs shoes.
- Here we go again with your obsession for shoes.
- Just love shoes. There are the ones made of leather, beautiful, but kind of stiff, specially when they’re brand new. There are also the ones made of suede, beautiful and soft. Last but not least, there are the tennis shoes, the most soft ones. Just love tennis shoes.
- You just love a lot of stuffs, even when they’re weard ones.
- Just love your bad humor.
- That guy I’ve never seen before. What’s he doing here? Most importantly, who the hell thinks a tribal tattoo is a good taste sign.
- I like tribal tattoos.
- If you don’t “just love”, it’s maybe your way of don’t linking things.
- Look at that girl coming toward us. Just love her red shoes, I think I’m going to adopt her.
A little later, the girl comes with a smile on her face. Through the fence, she sees a little black Dachshund jumping and rolling around. So excited and so cute… The more close she gets, the more he jumps and shakes his tail.
The girl decides she found what she was looking for at the pet adoption event.
When she takes the little dog on her hands, he starts to merrily bark to a grey Persian cat in the surrounded next to the one the Dachshund was a little earlier:
- I made it! I’ve adopted her! Bye, neighbour!
The girl take a look on them both and decides not to separate the two friends.
Soon, the dog and the cat are in the girl’s arms, once again talk to each other in the animal’s language:
- Have you seen it? I’ve adopted an owner for both of us.
- Who says that I wanted to adopt such an unrefined owner? I hope she can serve me well.
- You say it now… I know that you’ll also just love it.
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