I'm Bêtô

7

 A dog that isn't naughty is an unreal dog. Ni's great-grandmother was right. But an overly naughty dog ​​can be even worse. Here I mean a journey into a world that I believe is extremely cold and desolate.

 Why do I say that?

 It's because of the shirts and the pants. You heard me boasting above. I ruined a lot of things: shoes, books, socks. And watches too. Well, it wouldn't be superfluous to add to my impressive list of the latest achievements: Just yesterday, I was able to turn Ni's father's cell phone into a very suitable thing in the trash.

 But as for the shirts and the pants, they're well worth my sip. But I haven't had a chance yet. It's what people like to hang on really high hangers. A really sick whim. While I'm too short to drag them down.

 Of course, I sometimes bite the hem of people's pants as they go around in front of me. But nothing significant. I didn't have time to chew it for pleasure, but it was snatched away. At that time, I felt terribly hurt.

 When you aren't allowed to do what you want to do, you may also feel deprived of your freedom.