Oliver was the same as when Roger first met him, wearing a well-ironed suit, with an elegant posture, and every move he made exuded nobility.
The clerk on duty exclaimed: "Why would such a person come to a store like ours?"
There are iron cages for pets at the door of the pet shop. Dog hairs of various colors, long and short, fall in front of the cages. On the white tile floor are the paw prints of the dogs that just entered. Since they haven’t taken a bath for a while, the dogs naturally The smell of secreted sebum hangs in the air.
Oliver's whole person was incompatible with this lively and messy space.
As soon as Oliver walked into the store, the foster dogs started barking and making noisy noises, as if they were chasing him away.
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