Vovochka stands by the open window and cries.
– Why are you crying, Vovochka?
– The ball flew away.
– I’ll buy you 10 new balls!
– No, I will never have a dog like Sharik again!
Vovochka stands by the open window and cries.
– Why are you crying, Vovochka?
– The ball flew away.
– I’ll buy you 10 new balls!
– No, I will never have a dog like Sharik again!