ThE MaN StanDing BehinD ThE TrEE
CHAPTER 03 It was 8 o'clock on a Sunday morning, and an unpleasant smell was coming from the kitchen. My dog was staring at something as soon as I got out of bed. Suddenly, my dog became alert and started barking again. "Daizy, what happened, baby? Come here, come here... Simmo, are you in the kitchen?" I called out. "Yes, I’m here and making breakfast for us," she replied. But my dog's behavior seemed strange; it was like something was irritating her badly. She had never reacted this way before, especially with Simmo. Not knowing what was wrong, I decided to take her to the vet. (AFTER RETURNING FROM THE VET...) "I think we should feed her first. I've already cooked her favorite food, and I know she will love it," Simmo suggested. Daizy sniffed the food, then took a few steps backward and sat behind me. I was completely shocked by her response to her favorite meal. She h...