“Later I will buy a riding school,” says my daughter. “And I will put a lot of nice animals in there. And then I will come up with an animal hotel for people who have little time. It will not be expensive. There are large rooms for ponies and small rooms for puppies. The cats can go anywhere, especially the very cute ones. The attic will become a playground with a maze especially for sad animals.” “And what will your shelter be called?” I ask interestedly. “Yes, I don’t need to know that yet! I’m only seven, Dad. Seven.”
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