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It was a cold winter day. I was walking in the park with my dog Lassie. She was jumping around in the snow, trying desperately to catch a snowflake. And I was freezing. I’ve already tried twice to make her go home, but she simply wouldn’t come. So I finally accepted my destiny and kept walking after her silently cursing my sister for making me do this. And just then Lassie ran towards the road, barking at something. I called her, she wouldn’t listen, so I dashed through the snowy ground after her. If she were to jump on the street, among the cars… She was closer, closer, closer. I was struggling, but couldn’t catch up. 10 feet. 5 feet. 3 feet. I closed my eyes terrified.
“You shouldn’t let your dog wonder around. It’s dangerous.”
I opened my eyes. There he was – prince Charming, holding Lassie in his arms.
We started dating. He himself had 3 dogs and grew very fond of mine. We were a couple for years. Then, logically, got married and had children. And nobody knew that he loved the dogs more than he loved me. They all thought I were just clumsy. Always falling, always banging against doors.