Maybe those were the thoughts that made him so crotchety cranky, like an old dog disturbed in his habits, who goes looking for his quilted basket whenever anyone opens the door for him.
Beharbada oroitzapen horiexengatik egongo zen itxuraz hain aguretua, erretxindua, bere ohituretatik ateratako zakur zaharra bezala, nonbait ate bat ireki eta segituan hasten baita bere lehengo saski eta kuxinen bila.