This terrible and brave story took place in January of last year in Altai.
The people in the Siberian town woke up early and saw a dog lying in the snow near one of the houses. Almost all of it was covered with snow. One back could be seen.
The street was 20 degrees below zero. People chose to see if the animal was dead because it wasn’t moving. In the end, it didn’t.
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