I didn’t expect so many likes, which is the most since I have an account. The update is at the end of the article ~
I have never raised a golden retriever myself. My husband’s family has an 8-year-old golden retriever, male, whose name is Doudou. When I first met him, he was 5 years old, in the prime of life, very big. So the first time he saw him, he threw himself on the washing machine of his husband’s house, who was still a boyfriend at that time … and was dragged down by his husband by the neck. From then on, every time I went to my husband’s house to play, whenever there was an opportunity, he would stand upright, hold me with his two paws in front, and be dragged down by the neck every time. Then, while no one is around, hug again until you are rushed to the balcony and locked up. At first, I was puzzled. I knew the golden retriever was naturally ripe, but it was not so enthusiastic. My husband said leisurely, “Nothing, he just thinks that a new toy is fresh.”
Before I met Doudou, I felt very funny and envious when I saw someone else going out with a big golden retriever. After meeting Doudou, I found that dogs are really a wonderful existence, and I realized that it is no wonder that so many people regard them as family.
First of all, very smart and spiritual.
As I said before, when I was a boyfriend or girlfriend, whenever I went to my husband’s house to play, the way Doudou welcomed me had to be hugged, and it never changed. Until the day we got the license, when I went to my husband’s house for dinner as a daughter-in-law, Doudou was as listless as frost, and didn’t greet us at the door as usual, nor did he hug me. He climbed on the ground moping and called him, just raising his eyes. At first I thought he was ill, but after careful examination, I found that he was just in a bad mood and didn’t know if it had anything to do with our license. Husband said that he must be angry that his “toy” doesn’t belong to him. Since then, there has been no treatment for embracing this specification.
My mother-in-law has always said that Doudou knows everything except that she can’t talk.
The picture below shows him when he is unhappy. He has been trained and is sulking alone.
Moreover, it is quite clingy, and it can also be spoiled and rogue.
As long as I go to my mother-in-law’s house and stick to my husband and me like sugar, I have to touch him all the time. Sometimes I play with my mobile phone, and for a few seconds, he has to arch his head. The head sticks to the thigh, the tail keeps shaking, and the ass moves with it. It’s fun.
I like interacting with my husband like this.
At the end of the stick, my mother-in-law couldn’t stand it, threatened to shut him up on the balcony, pretended to pull him up, and immediately lay on the ground pretending to be dead, but she couldn’t pull it up. I have seen my husband dragging his two paws all the way to the balcony, and Doudou has been a dead dog all the time, and I can’t bear to watch him. However, the next second, I found that after you gave up this idea, I immediately turned over and sang, full of energy.
There is also a very sensitive sense of crisis.
You can play with him at home, only with my mother-in-law and father-in-law, and my husband and I will go home, no matter how to shout, as long as the mother-in-law is announced, he will not go to the door with us. As long as her mother-in-law got dressed for going out, he knew it was time for him to go out, immediately stood up and waited at the door with a dog leash in his mouth. My mother-in-law lives on the third floor, and Doudou trotted downstairs every time, sitting at the entrance of the building waiting for her mother-in-law.
I remember one time, my parents-in-law went back to their hometown to play for two or three days, leaving Doudou alone at home, and my husband and I went to feed him regularly. As soon as I entered the door, I sobbed and followed me. I was so wronged that I thought I didn’t want him, so I comforted him for a long time. I didn’t eat much for two days, and I was in a state of mind until my mother-in-law came home and asked him why she didn’t eat.
Many interesting stories about peas are told by my husband and mother-in-law. I feel more interesting than the peas I usually see, haha ~
As mentioned above, a while ago, my parents-in-law were going to go back to their hometown to play for two days, give us peas to look after, feed them regularly and take them out for a walk.
I remember the night before they left, my mother-in-law told us very seriously, really seriously, that you should not go to area B for a walk. The community where the mother-in-law lives is divided into A.B.C.D We asked why. Then the mother-in-law said, “There are several Samos in Area B, who are sworn enemies with Doudou. They can’t pull away when they meet accurately. Last time we walked in Doudou, we saw a white dog in front of us, so we immediately pulled our heads and went elsewhere.”
I was like this.
Later, my husband answered my doubts, and since then I have a new understanding of dogs. Husband means that dogs like Samo are more aggressive, and then peas are not good stubble, so it is easy to fight. I said, satsuma would be provocative? Husband said, I’m not sure, but dogs understand each other. (Speaking of which, don’t worry, Samak’s shovel officers. My husband and I like Samak very much. Niu Niu, who remembers the special vest, and Lhasa, who loves vegetables in Tik Tok, are really super cute and smiling angels.) It’s just the subtle relationship between dogs that makes me feel quite funny.
I’ve never seen Doudou fight. At home, they all look so simple and honest and rogue. According to my husband, it’s quite fierce outside. The dog life creed is that if you don’t make a mistake, I won’t make a mistake. If you make a mistake, you have to beat you. When I was young, my husband went out to walk him, and met a neighbor’s Tibetan mastiff … so I hated each other and then growled at each other. Tibetan mastiffs have been trying to break away from their owners and want to rush over, and Doudou is not to be outdone, but also wants to rush up. When my husband saw it, he quickly pulled the rope tighter. He also coaxed: “Brother Dou, Brother Dou, you can’t fight this, but we can’t fight it.” Even coaxed and persuaded, it was taken away. Later, the two can still meet, it is said, but it is said that, the Tibetan mastiff was rushed up from the initial growl by Doug, turned into a detour while pretending to growl, and finally directly turned into a meow to jump.
Are you sure it’s a Tibetan mastiff? ? ! !
I’m so happy to see people like me every day. Then update.
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