The other day I was passing by a grocery store when I noticed two cute sausage dogs — one straight, the other curly-haired — sitting in a bicycle trailer parked outside. They were deeply depressed by their mistress's absence, continuously staring toward the store entrance. Their sad looks reminded me of a Disney film I once watched where a father dog gave his puppies the most essential advice in a dog's life: To manipulate human beings, your eyes must show the most sorrowful expression.
The two dogs in the trailer apparently learned their lesson so well that I started to suffer with them. I stopped and took a couple of photos.
Eventually, they ignored me. Was it their mistress approaching from behind? No, it was their master turning up.
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