My fellow bird flew into the garden. How I love being with her. I start wagging my tail with excitement when she comes with me. It happens almost everyday. She was a little sad today - It turned out that she went to see her friend - Christmas tree and was not able to see him anymore... Then she shared her despair with me, “ I’m afraid of New Year sparkles,” she said. “And what are you afraid of?” she asked me - “I am not afraid of anything, I am a dog and protecting you and others is my responsibility” I replied. But I lied.
In fact, as soon as 12 o'clock comes and these colored flakes start appearing in the sky, I become as helpless as that little bird. I also forget about who I am, the superpowers that I have to protect my family with, and I immediately sneak under the table.
At first, I was very upset because of this fact, I thought I was the only one who was so weak. Then I heard that at Christmas time you would not be able to see any dogs or cats on the street. It seems, every animal is very scared and everyone is hiding somewhere. I pity them because they do not have either a loving patron to comfort them or a table where they can take refuge. But I adore the New Year, I feel special warmth these days. Everyone is at home, everyone is happy. How I love that my guardian arranges the table and pets me on my head. I keep strolling at home these days, I try not to interfere, I want to hug him often and I wait with a wagging tail when he gives me delicious food from the New Year table.
I am in such a happy mood, and then suddenly out of nowhere endless noises pierce through my ears... I know that I have my guardian by my side, I know that I am not in danger at home and still I can not do anything with this panic, somehow I lose strength. After every bag of the fireworks, I become more and more afraid... and my New Year starts here - under the table... How are the dogs, I wonder, who live on the street?
Before this noise passes, I close my eyes and think about the ideal New Year for me: a cozy house, rooms full of nuggets and a guardian who loves you...