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One morning the sun was high in the sky, and I was left free to run in a beautiful garden, which until then I had only seen from afar.

My paws sank into the earth, and the happiness of being free and running around in that paradise was enormous!

At a certain point, I saw a figure from afar that looked so much like my mother, and I froze. We looked at each other for a very long time, motionless.

She had light fur and a tail fluttering in the wind.

The two-legged child went towards her, but she had her gaze fixed on me: she approached at a slow pace.

She wasn't my mom, but she walked on all fours like me!

I decided to get closer, and she also started moving her slow steps towards me.

We met halfway, on the lawn: from a distance it looked less big!

She walked around me, and after having explored me all over with her big wet nose, she sat down on the floor. Maybe she liked me!

So I ran around her to play a bit, but she remained still, and in fact, in response, she laid down: that position invited me to try to climb her enormous back, biting her ears and mouth. I was very happy.

She patiently growled at me only a couple of times, one of which scared me a little, but only a little.

I got tired, so I crouched between her paws, and she let me do it. I learned new things day by day, and I recognized more and more often the meaning of the sounds they made: the two-legged mother was called Roberta, the child Matteo, and the father Sergio.