At the time of our grandparents (and maybe even our parents) engaged couples loved each other at the window, what the Portuguese called the namoro à Janela . Looked at the window and sighed. Other times, no doubt.
not for my friend to introduce you to Milu:
Milu has not even a year (it will use December 28) but is already in adolescence and nurtures a passion for a dog daily, 2 or 3 times a day, is under our balcony to talk to her. And they speak because everything is a bark, a yelp, a symphony, which culminates in a dog run wild in the border of her lover beneath the window.
This dog I do not know what it's called, but for me it Pirate, because in addition to a strategic spot on the eye has a red bandana around his neck (!), Thin, fast, and half mad. When they meet in the street do not leave. They run like mad, they shoot like chips and have fun, very.
we should begin to think of a chastity belt ...
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