It was a nasty situation that this man

understood so well a little puppy alone in

the universe but with all ambition to

conquer its world and to become a lady of

her own. So, during the first walk in the

woods together he was looking around to

find the right way and quite clumsy he

stepped suddenly on her little foot. She

cried loudly and he took her up and

he comforted and caressed her gently,

but he also began to investigate minutely

but cautiously whether any harm or other

damage was caused by his misstep. Since

that was not the case he put her back on

the ground, but she continued again to

express with heart rending cries of pain

her complaints about this rude

misbehaviour. He hesitated for a moment

and she started immediately to produce

her best sounds of agony, but in vain,

because he decided to walk on. What else

could she do than to follow him silently

in this malicious environment where who

knows what other dangers could beset a

nice little dog as she was. He heard her

little tripping steps on the forest floor

-that confirmed that everything was all

right- and looked back at her.

Immediately she started again to weep the

best she could do and with the 'wounded'

leg lifted in the air, but now he only smiled

and he again moved on. A battle lost.

As in so many other tricks she tried to

twist him around her little finger.

At the other hand that understanding

helped a lot to build up a good relation

with some useful communication also. He

learned her many things and clever as she

was and eager to learn and to cooperate

she mastered all these in less than a

fortnight. So very rapidly she came to

know the meaning of all his sounds

directed to her like her name and all the

indications for actions or for some special

movements. He also introduced her to the

deep secrets of how to behave in the

street when going out together; that very

knowledge that separates the canine

professionals from just domesticated dogs.

The very reason also that she never ever

again in her life needed to be leaded.

The nicest thing she learned however was

the act that made her famous indeed.

From behind his jacket he drew a virtual

gun, pointed it at her and made the noise

of a gunshot. Than she slowly fell down

and lay down for dead on her back, waiting

for his tongue clack that would follow after

a few seconds and by which she raised

from the 'death' with a great jump back on

her feet while wagging her curled tail as

enthusiastically as all were who witnessed

this happening.