A lonely dog called Siro

Siro laid down under a at the tavern to think. The tavern is his favorite because from here he can see the whole market. He has a big interest in humans. The way they speak, they walk, they act. For some reason he likes to watch everything.
(Wry do I like them seeing, but have fear about them too? Is this normal?) He curls up and trembles a lot because of the cold weather.
(Sooo cold... my stomach hurts... I'm starving...)
Siro goes out of his little safe zone and looks for free food samples.
(I hate it, but I don't want to die...)
He's trying to avoid any body contact so nobody thinks 'hey, this is a cute dog! I want it!' And takes him. (No, there are no samples on the ground... I need to risk it...)
So he goes to every table, grouls and looks heartbreaking sad
(Plesae... I just want to have some food... or better, a blanket...)

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