A week ago 
Boni vanished into thin air. She disappeared misteriously. She has gone for good and all this time. I was alone at home upstairs when I heard her whining then barking. By the time I came down she was not to be found, I kept her calling in vain. I had bad feelings about her disappearance. I called Krisz immediately, he hurried home and began searching for Boni in the neighbourhood by motorcycle. Unsuccessfully. Has she been stolen??? The noises and the traceness lead us to believe it. But we don’t want to believe it! What kind of person is able to do such a wickedness? By what right? Sorrowful. The garden is so empty without her. Everything reminds us of her: the arrivals, her toys, her favourite chicken, pots, the holes dug in the flowerbed, the half-chewed plants and leaves, her roll of bread under the bush screened carefully from view. She won’t be Dominik’s playmate and won’t sleep with him near by the stroller anymore.
I organized a „baba-mama” get-together at the company. There were many expectant mothers at the same time (two of them couldn't take part). Amazing, insomuch as a building company men compose the great mass, the some women take their maternity leave just with a few months difference.
Two weeks ago
First flower carpet (almost exactly) at the age of 10 months: profusion of many kind of flowers and petals and crowd. Perfect opportunity to meet the residents. It seemed to me that everyone was interested in the procession in spite of the fact that it is the same in every year and yet it does differ and has attractive force. I got my rosary as usual and Dom got his first balloon from his Dad: a motorcyclist dreesed in blue and white exactly like his father.
Boni vanished into thin air. She disappeared misteriously. She has gone for good and all this time. I was alone at home upstairs when I heard her whining then barking. By the time I came down she was not to be found, I kept her calling in vain. I had bad feelings about her disappearance. I called Krisz immediately, he hurried home and began searching for Boni in the neighbourhood by motorcycle. Unsuccessfully. Has she been stolen??? The noises and the traceness lead us to believe it. But we don’t want to believe it! What kind of person is able to do such a wickedness? By what right? Sorrowful. The garden is so empty without her. Everything reminds us of her: the arrivals, her toys, her favourite chicken, pots, the holes dug in the flowerbed, the half-chewed plants and leaves, her roll of bread under the bush screened carefully from view. She won’t be Dominik’s playmate and won’t sleep with him near by the stroller anymore.
I organized a „baba-mama” get-together at the company. There were many expectant mothers at the same time (two of them couldn't take part). Amazing, insomuch as a building company men compose the great mass, the some women take their maternity leave just with a few months difference.Two weeks ago
First flower carpet (almost exactly) at the age of 10 months: profusion of many kind of flowers and petals and crowd. Perfect opportunity to meet the residents. It seemed to me that everyone was interested in the procession in spite of the fact that it is the same in every year and yet it does differ and has attractive force. I got my rosary as usual and Dom got his first balloon from his Dad: a motorcyclist dreesed in blue and white exactly like his father.
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