Tonight I run into the supermarket near my house and while going out of it I saw a little dog looking like a puppy but it was an old little dog as noticed later. It was neither well-groomed nor had a collar…so I decided it was homeless. I felt some anxiety…but then I observed it was standing on hind legs for some time and it seemed it was waiting and looking for someone…and each person getting out of the supermarket was sniffed by it…I understood that most probably its master is somewhere inside the store…but at the same moment I knew I wouldn’t be reassured till I knew that it has a master….so I was waiting for him or her with this little pretty dog…But I was sick at heart with the thoughts that tonight thousand of dogs like this are waiting for someone, who gets out of the store and takes them home…or even favoures them with a smile or warmth….
I came to a decision that after becoming rich I will create a refuge somewhere. It will be very big and I will take care about all homeless animals in my city. But it is not profitable at all..and it must be like that because we shouldn’t find any profit from poor four-legged friends, who are even more devoted than any man….
