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+ Back from countryside
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| Today I visited my parents. They moved almost one week ago to a city named
| Contenda, "famous" for its large scale of potatoes production (although my
| parents, themselves are not farming anything).
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| The new house is nice. It has a lot of room for both dogs (they own a male
| Lhasa Apso and a female Pequinese). The floor tiles are WAY too horribly put
| together, but my father already bought wooden/laminate floor.
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| I own a male Labrador Retriever named Rufus. Rufus means "red" in Latin, as red
| is its color.
| Its inside color, of course. His fur is a mix of yellow and white. He has a bit of
| Golden Retriever ascendency, but not THAT much.
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| The funny thing about dogs is that size matters very little. You know, dogs
| MUST obey hierarchies -- that's their natural state and confusion about this
| subject easily renders them sad -- at best. And the hierarchy stablished
| between all the three dogs is a pyramid: my big heavy Labrador obeys the small
| Lhasa Apso that obeys the tiny Pequinese. It's a funny thing to see.
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| Half the way leading to their house comprehends a very beautiful road, with
| very neat houses here and there, some farming fields and some livestock,
| including horses.
| There was one day I was visiting them (they lived in ANOTHER small town until
| last week or so) and I saw a very interesting thing: a HORSE, back to the
| ground, legs to the air, scrathing its back like a horse, haha! I found that
| amazing.
| I THINK there was a small dog nearby watching, and it seemed to me they were
| friends. But I'm not sure my memory is entirely trustworthy on this.
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| I'm home, now, and very tired. It's almost one hour driving, and, what's worse:
| driving my car. I REALLY like my car. It was an amazing tool for me, but I got
| to admit: it has its limitations, and one hour drive in Brazillian "highroads"
| can be kind of challenging...