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dog Everyone - master and friend

When we entered Bree's “booth” - a spacious hall - the sleeping dog all the same jumped up and trotted to us, joyfully wagging its tail. She poked her wet nose in her palm, looked behind her and, not finding the suitcases, looked at us in surprise: "Are you for a short time?" Having fulfilled her duty, the welcoming hostess returned to the rug by the fireplace.