My family has a skinny dog. I loved playing with it when I was a child. Sometimes I would sleep with her in the dog pen and stay there all afternoon.
One day I heard that my father said that the second uncle next door was coming to my house to borrow seeds.
"This dog is of good breed, with a big frame and good energy. If you mate it once, you will have meat for the family."
For as long as I can remember, people in our little stone village have borrowed seeds from dogs.
The people in our Little Stone Village are all the children of dogs. My father is the son of a dog, and so am I.
Therefore, the people in our village look like dogs, with thick body hair. When we finish this life and enter the earth, we will eventually turn back into dogs.
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