I prepared for Kalocsa at a dog beautician

I give rise to it early. I lay on one being late. I became more beautiful though meanwhile. Are eight and a half through a clock. This pleasure is given to few women. Through eight and a half clocks only I ápoltak-fésültek-szépítettek-simogattak here (fishy). I say it sincere, because of this yet onto the competition was worth it to go away. Kalocsa is far of course, and the much driving, jolt, nobody may be surprised at it after waiting, that as soon as we arrived I had to run around in the muddy-dusty landscape urgent. This did not make good one of course for my perfect toilet, but my mood was much better. The adult gazdik they were not able to be glad about my joy somehow: feature. But my hosts not only vex, they have an answer onto me chortling. It is called in that manner: brush. They set about it, *nohiszen.
I may have gone already in front of the critic by the time they were satisfied with the external glamour again after the mischief. I was alone in my age group, not miracle, that I was me the most beautiful. It it understands you have to know about the fact that CAC is not the judgement of a prize yet then unambiguous, if the man has a dog alone, but I got to it because of that. (Yeah.) Not everybody so lucky, my cracked half brother for example K2-t got (What is that???), because he was misbehaving in the caddy.
The it was best in the whole one that a huge gang gathered! Mother, brother (he got CAC-*ot(t)), half brothers, gazdik, their children, their friends and dogs, dogs, dogs. Kalocsa is a pleasant small town with dogs.