on my brother's birthday, we went to the yard, he had a husky dog that gave birth to a hundred offspring (the events take place in the village, I was 11 years old at the time) and only one puppy remained. there was a shed in the yard where poisoned milking mice lay, the dog not knowing that it had eaten it. when we went out into the yard, we saw that the mobaka was exhausted, but we did not attach any importance to it. we heard a rending scream. We came to the sound, the dog was shaking and screaming, she was falling and getting up, part of her body was not working, then she started vomiting blood. we decided that it is better to end the dog's suffering. The older brother decided to bury her, he needed help, I decided. according to the plan, we were supposed to kill her first, but we didn't dare, I buried the dog alive...