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-OH! Didn´t I tell you? As an alien dog LUNA does not eat normal food. She uses a battery that you reload at nights. But the best of bestest is that as well as the power of the golden coins she is able to heal people by giving them a drop of her blood.

-Wow! So can she even heal people with Ebola?

There was an meaningful silence between the old friends.

-I don´t dare to tell anyone, but, yes. It´s possible. I am waiting for humankind ability to solve the epidemic disease, but if this situation gets worse, I will use my skills as actor to leak some drops of her blood into a pharmaceutical industry to support their research.

Earth is a good place to live in, and this neibourghood too, even with dog´s pee around you!

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By the way, are you telling me you are going to by real bones for LUNA? Oh! no no no. The dogs can be vegan too. I´m going to tell you some addresses of vegan shops. In Greeny Green they have vegan cookies for pets.

It´s a crime to eat animals. Soya beans are very healthy.

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-Luckyly we took that classes of acting at home. Theatre is my live.I made a job from a need.  I´m famous now. Next week I will travel to London with the Company. We´ll play King´s Artur on Apollo Theatre. My picture is all over the West End and people start to stop me at the streets to ask for an autograph. LUNA is also in the play! She´s the dog of Artur the King, and she has to sit near the chair of the king. I´m goin to buy some bones for she to celebrate the success.

Why don´you come with me and the dog to London? A golden coin can pay your plane tickect. Here you have it.

- Good idea! Last week i get the divorce and I´m free, and as I´m still unemployed....

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-Well she is not exactly Tardunian, she come form Ipahlá, its closest moon, but, yeah!, that´s she.

-Has she still got her power?

-F´course. But, you know, we must pretend poverty. I could go any where with lot´s of golden coins in my pocket. It´d be an easy trail.

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In any neibourghood sometimes days and routines are slow, and calm. They´re dense and sleepy. Dogs walking, neibourghs waving hands. Heavy, predictable.

It´s just simple, plain tales of created stories. Easy to predict in its change.

--`But, but,... it´s You!... Anermay.

Don´t you remember me? I´m Zoltan, king of the Tardum Empire. We shared the ship escaping out of the Empire, before the eritenos´destruction. I see we not only shared ship. We share this lonely planet also.

-Zoltan, how could I forget you? I think such a coincidence is not possible. Never. ... And, is this LUNA, the tardunian´s dog?

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It was just because he was walking the dog. Of course, it was because he was coming back from the vet. LUNA never liked going to that vet. Since the very first moment in which the doctor inserted the ID chip into her skin, just the fact of going towards the roundabout closest to the vet, made she just sat down strongly, as if she were a donkey from old times, when people couldn´t move them (with their burden in sacks) because of the donkey´ stubborness. It always remembered a typical Christmas scene.

No doubt it was her nerviousness what made her pee in front of the neigbourgh´s door. No way of pretending. The moment the neibourgh went out the door, he would stamp on the pee that poor and guilty LUNA had left.  He had to knock at the door/bell and say sorry. Well, nevertheless she had no made a poo... Best solution would be to warn the owner and ask for a basket of water with blench, and all of a sudden to start cleaning to solve the problem.

He rang the bell and a hursh voice asked for the reason of the calling.

-`Hi! I´m your neigbourgh... It´s just that my dog had peed at your door, and I´d like to wash it up, just if you´ve got some tools and...´

No sound as any answer. And then the door opened up.

-`But, but, .... It´s You!...´