In fact, raising a dog is like raising a child. First, you have to let him know right from wrong, what he should do and what he shouldn’t do. The owner should also practice what he preaches, and not change his mind every day. For example, someone comes in and the dog tends to bite people. You want to beat it and educate it, but the next time someone you don’t like comes in, you let it bite people again. The owner’s changing mind every day will make the dog confused and it can’t tell whether it should bite or not…
My dog was actually raised like a child. Dogs in rural areas are tied up with iron chains in the yard. Even if they are free, they are in a kennel in the yard.
Our dogs were treated better than their peers. They all slept with us in the house. My father liked to stay up late to watch TV at that time, and he could watch it until midnight. I remember that our local TV station had a midnight theater at that time, and all the movies played were movies that were not played at other times. The rest of us couldn’t stay up until that time, so we went to bed early. Then my old man often watched it alone, and our three little dogs became my father’s movie friends. Once I got up in the middle of the night, I saw Mr. Zombie was playing on TV, and my old father was holding the cat with a nervous look on his face. My idiot was hugging my father’s legs with his front legs, staring at the TV with a high level of nervousness, and my little idiot was shivering with his head buried under my idiot’s belly…
I don’t know if dogs can understand TV, but this time I think they should be able to understand it…
Because we treat them as people, as family members, these two idiots are also similar to children. They can be naughty when they should be naughty, and they can be clever when they should be clever. For example, a friend sent a bag of chicken skeletons for the dogs to eat. When
I saw so much, I didn’t dare to let them eat it all at once, so I put it on the top of the cabinet. I thought that since this person is tall, the dog would not be able to steal any food.
But when I looked back, I found that there were two pieces missing. This is not right. Did I count them wrong?
I looked at the bag in confusion. I turned my head and found that the idiot lowered his head and peeked at me like a child who had made a mistake. When he found that I was looking at him, he immediately looked away. After a while, he couldn’t help but peek at me again. When he found that I was still looking at him, he immediately looked away and didn’t dare to look directly at me
. I saw that the little idiot was excitedly looking at the bag in my hand, licking his nose and mouth with his pink tongue, wagging his tail excitedly, and signaling to the idiot next to him.
And my cat was eager to try the bag in my hand…
There is a problem, absolutely a problem!!
As wise as I am, how could I deal with them so carelessly? Catch the thief, catch the dirty, catch the adulterer… Ah, bah, I said it wrong. We need to have complete dog evidence and physical evidence, and let them believe that they have made a mistake from the bottom of their hearts. This can fundamentally save them.
So I pretended nothing happened, put the bag back on the top of the cabinet, went back to the outpatient clinic, and when I sat in front of the examination table, my idiot started to visit me like crazy. He ran out from the backyard, watched me treat the disease, turned around and ran back, then came out again to see me treating the disease, turned around and ran back…
Something must be wrong when things are abnormal. I followed him secretly, and when I got to the door, I suddenly found that my little idiot was circling around him at the door. Then I saw my idiot dragging a chair over, and then the little idiot climbed onto the chair. My cat quickly followed the idiot and the little idiot from below, jumped up, and landed steadily on the cabinet. Then my cat came out from It took two pieces of meat bones from the bag and threw them down, took another one for itself, jumped down from the cabinet, glanced at me peeping through the window, and walked out in front of me. When it reached the stairs, it looked back at the two idiots who were eating meat crazily in the room, put down the meat and meowed, and saw me staring at it fiercely, and ran away with the meat in its mouth…
The idiot who was gnawing on the bones with his head down heard the cat’s meow, raised his head in confusion and looked around, and found me leaning against the door frame, with a confused face and open mouth, and the meat fell to the ground,
and then his ears were pursed, lowered his head, looked at me secretly, and squeaked while shaking his tail.
I bounced over with my head, and before it could touch its nose, the idiot immediately cried miserably, holding its nose with both paws, and tears filled its eyes. While crying, he began to secretly look at my face.
I was so embarrassed that I couldn’t help laughing and crying. Before I could react,
the little idiot next to me also realized that something was wrong. He was so scared when he found out that I had beaten him so badly that he immediately fell under the chair, screaming incoherently and holding his head with his front paws. I took a closer look and saw that they were so scared that they almost peed. They were reluctant to let go of the meat in their mouths. They were ready to eat meat even if their butts were chopped off… I
couldn’t beat them. The two idiots’ miserable screams called the old man over. I couldn’t do it, but I couldn’t let them go like this. The final punishment was that I didn’t let them eat the meat. I gave it to others in front of them. Looking at the pitiful look of the two idiots, I was a little soft-hearted, but when I thought of their actions, I still gave the meat away cruelly. They are too smart. If I don’t discipline them strictly, they will become more and more difficult to manage in the future.
Later, the two of them had a prejudice against me and were not as friendly to me as before. It happened that I was doing an internship that year. Because the journey was long and the internship was busy, I left in the summer and did not go home until the Spring Festival.
In the spring of the second year, I took some time to go home. As soon as I walked to the entrance of our street, the two of them who were patrolling the territory saw me. They were stunned at first and stared at me for a long time. Then they slid their ears and their tails started to shake wildly like propellers. Then, they ran towards me.
I was very happy at first, but when I saw the billowing dust brought by its tail when it ran over, and looked at my new clothes, I was scared again. I waved my hand to slow down the two of them and prepared to hide.
But would the excited two of them see my gestures? No, I found that I underestimated an excited two of them. Even if they understood, they would pretend not to understand.
So the excited two of them pounced on me until my clothes became gray again. Only then did they squeak in satisfaction and gently bite my clothes and drag them home.
The little idiot in the pack of dogs also found me. At this time, the little idiot had grown into a big dog, not big in stature, with pure black fur, and looked similar to a fox.
The little idiot pursed his ears, and his tail was wagging in the air. He ran towards me quickly. I saw that the idiot was pulling my clothes, squeaking and jumping around me. He was really jumping, jumping from the left to the right, and then from the right to the left, and then ran home again. As soon as I arrived at the door of my house, I heard the crackling sound of pots and pans being hit in the house, and my mother’s scolding mixed with the excited barking of the dog.
My mother also realized that something was wrong with the dog at this time, and followed the little idiot out. She was slightly stunned when she saw me, and then her eyes did turn red. She pulled me home, shouting as she walked, “Hey, look who’s back.”
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