When I was driving to Alahaly, a small village north Baqooba , watching the palm trees along the damaged road, inhaling fresh air with roses smell, feeling as young men always feel, hoping that everything will be better. Suddenly an American patrol stopped me, one of the soldiers asked me to dismount and follow him, I got down with beating heart and unstable steps passing toward a farm thinking that it will be the last minutes in my life, there was many American soldiers watching something lying on the ground, when I stopped among them, I heard a coarse voice as if it comes from hell asking me, why do your people kill dogs everywhere, my eyes opened widely and my lips held a part trying to smile, I answered him before swallowing my tongue, killing a dog in a forest is a crime never be forgiven and killing safe people is case should be reconsidered.