A curious dog's mother

Inevitably, all curious dogs would have to watch their loved ones die. Some curious dogs know about it but no one, I mean, really no one dog would dare discuss about it. Every time a curious dog passes away, a quiet prayer is given and one of the stronger curious dogs in the family would dig a hole in the garden and place the deceased in there.

The soil was damp that day, and one of the stronger curious dogs was digging this hole to bury his late wife. As he was digging, his paws hit something hard.

"What's this?" he looks at the ground curiously.

That instantly invites many of the curious dogs to gather around the hole and peeped in. It was white and they look like bones to me actually.

"I remember my mother was bury at this very spot!" cried one curious dog.

The whole crowd frozed. They glanced down fearly at what is the remains of the curious dog's mother - bones.

And then the wise one bend his forelegs and looks into the hole. He than exclaimed, "Nonsense! I remember your mother as a brown curious dog!"

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