Many years ago, long before I met Kali, my dad and me saw this little statue of a pooping dog on a market in Italy. It’s obviously a very special thing, but the vendor was asking too much for our budget. We kinda regretted that for years now. Who can say he has a statue of a pooping dog?
Anyway, this summer my dad went back to that same village again, and the Pooping Dog was still there! And the asked price was much lower, so he didn’t hesitate a minute.
And here it is, our Pooping Dog!