The Dog on the Roof I work at a small office. The office is on the tenth floor of a ten-story building. I go up to the roof when I feel tired and need wind and sunshine. Some months ago, I found out that I can peep a dog next door. The roof is surrounded by a wall which is as high as my height. But at one corner of the roof, there are some thick blocks fixing a receiving device. If I step on those blocks and stand tiptoe, I can just manage to look over the wall at the dog. Because the building with the dog is lower than the building where I stand, I can see the dog clearly. It is a big white jindo. It has its doghouse there on the roof and seems to live there. It is alone most of the time I looking at it. I go up to the roof every my working day to check the dog is still there all right. I wish it was on this side of the roof.