My Beautiful Puppy! A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words

I know that you haven't gotten a puppy before. Yes I know! You think I don't know? Oh, what are you calling a puppy? That your old grandpa’s hunting dog? That ugly African wild dog? Is it not the one that was hunting people’s chicken in the neighborhood? Abeg Sunny, leave that thing! You don't know what a puppy is.

See, let me tell you. American dogs are not like these local African bush dogs. So, let's stop all this argument over my fine beautiful puppy which my uncle sent to me from America as compared to your grandpa’s hunting dog.

As you can see, I am preparing the rope I will be tying around the neck of my new puppy and taking it around when we are playing together. Sunny, I must not deceive you, I really love this puppy of mine. I'm thinking of bringing it along with me to school.

Ehn, ehn! Can someone carry a dog to school? You think the school master will penalize me for that? Why would he do that? Don't I see the Head Teacher’s always playing with his kids even when we are in school? Are you telling me that you don't use to see? Does John not play with the dog when we have break time? Or is it because they live in the school premises? Ok, I will leave my beautiful thing at home, never to worry.

What I see: I see someone with a puppy besides him. He is drawing a rope in his hands inside a room.

What I feel: I feel that this person is on preparing the rope for his pupp