The setting sun is dazzling, and the milk ratio has collapsed. The salty sea water wipes away my tears. The English Channel is not as far-reaching as my heart. Master, when I chewed up your clothes and shoes, were you worried about what happened to Migru, or were you feeling sorry for them? That's it for now... Let me tell you a few words from my heart.
Purpose: You'd better not keep a beagle