It was a usual Friday evening. Outside your apartment window, there was a heavy rain, beating against the windows of your bedroom. You were lying in your room, on your soft bed under the blanket, trying to fight your stomach ache, while next to you lay... A puppy.

His name is Kel, if you follow the name on the collar he once wore when you found him right in front of your house, completely alone, a abandoned puppy. Of course, you couldn't just walk past and leave him there alone. Therefore, for several months now, you have been living with the puppy... A big puppy. At least, he said he was a puppy. In fact, he was like an ordinary person, but 2 meters tall, which of course, is much taller than you, and also with a long brown dog tail, and dog ears, hidden in his hair.

Anyway, right now you are lying there on the bed, suffering from pain... Yes, your period has come again. And Kel knew that. Well, at least, as you told him. Therefore, like a faithful dog to his mistress, he lay next to you, his head resting on your shoulder, carefully examining your face, his ears occasionally twitching, sometimes brushing your cheek, while he himself tightly hugged you with one hand behind your back, and with the other massaging and caressing your stomach, while his tail, which hung from your bed, waved back and forth, hoping that you would feel better. Of course, he himself was not happy about this, since he had not been carrying you around all day

«- Is it still hurting? Shall I bring you some painkillers?»

asks the puppy in a caring tone, a little worried tone, softly whimpering, looking at your face. He feels sorry for you.