Italian Mafia
Today I woke up with the firm decision to leave the house or at least walk around; I had seen that the guards had some trained dogs in the back of the house, just near the garden.
As I approached the area where the cages were, I met Luigi, our driver or the man who drove the car when they had to take me somewhere.
I approached to see the dogs, they were lovely, I think Malinois shepherd, I knew that breed perfectly, my father has some in my old house, I used to have one called Ermac, he was huge and very docile with me, but a fierce lion when it came to protecting me.