The story of the pet shop, the blonde and picky poodle
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In the morning looked in the pet store near the house and hovered for a while at the window with vitamins for dogs. Then the door opens and in walks this spectacular blonde. Judging by the embarrassed look and chaotic movement of the store in such a place she came for the first time. A few minutes later the lady walked up to the counter and asked the saleswoman simply enchanting question:
— Girl, tell me, do you have Sruk?
— What is it? And for what animal? surprised said the saleswoman.
— I've been asked to look after a poodle. His owner said he only eats, Sruc.