I have something to say in 4.1:
I have updated it. In order to keep the timeline coherent, I will continue the current order, that is, from planning to hold the puppy to Simba returning home.
In order not to become a stereotyped dog show, I want to insert some of the experiences and lessons I have experienced while raising it.
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2016.4.1
During work, I heard that a colleague’s family fostered a few golden retrievers of friends, and later said that the puppies were going to be sold, leaving only the mother dog.
I don’t know why that day, but I suddenly wanted a dog.
So I went home to withdraw all my cash savings and ran to my colleague’s friend’s house.
The house was full of dog smell, and a group of golden retrievers rushed up to me with great enthusiasm. After choosing for a long time, I was confused. I felt that all the puppies looked the same…
After looking for a long time, I chose the fattest one, which was running in front with a food bowl in its mouth. I decided that it was it at that time! I was selfish at that time. Because it was fat and big, it would definitely not suffer during the breastfeeding process. I paid the money and took the dog away without even looking at its mother.
I drove it home. I didn’t even turn off the heater in the car because I was afraid it would get cold. I asked my colleague to wait in the corridor until I drove over.
After my colleague got out of the car, the puppy, who had been curled up in his clothes, poked his head out and started to explore the surroundings. It is really a guy who is not afraid of the stage.
After I took it home, because my parents didn’t allow me to keep a dog, he quarreled with me through the door and threatened to throw it to death. My ex-boyfriend, who had just broken up, sent me a message saying that I have never thought of reconciling with you in my life. At that time, I propped a chair against the door and lay on the ground crying. Although I felt that it was all my fault, I still felt wronged. The puppy lay beside me obediently. A friend chatted with me and said that dogs can sense human emotions, but they are too young now and can’t comfort you.
This sentence is so accurate that this person can abuse me later.
I was quite shy on the first day and didn’t dare to go anywhere. I was also trembling when I went out to work during the day, afraid that it would be a farewell when I came back at night. However, it was fine at night. The little thing hid in the toilet and only dared to run out when I came back. Maybe it was afraid of my parents. The next day, it started biting slippers. It also bit me.
Because it was too hasty, I didn’t prepare toys, chew sticks, dog beds, toilets, and everything else. The first time I took it to the hospital, I was worried that it would always breathe heavily when sleeping. The little fat guy was only one month old and was almost ten pounds (actually two months). He ran around in the pet hospital and urinated on the X-ray table. It was also a souvenir. At that time, I only had 200 cash in my pocket. After giving him a physical examination, I didn’t even have money for lunch.
It’s still very simple now, just a mat. Because of my parents’ opposition and for work, I decided to move out. Surprisingly, after a family gathering, even my grandmother persuaded my father to let me live independently. I haven’t given it a name yet.
I like to stick to children and I like to bite people a little. I named it Simba.
After many twists and turns, I finally moved out. There were many ups and downs during this period. During the day, my work required me to be on call at any time, and I was busy until late at night, and I drove several times when I was tired. My roommates tried several houses but all failed, and some had to stop halfway because of the dog. I didn’t have money to pay the rent, so my friends said they would pay for me first when they got their salary. In short, after a lot of trouble, I finally signed the contract. There is a balcony, but the only drawback is that the bed is too low.
After confirming the address, I started to buy daily necessities like crazy. Because I didn’t have cash, I used up all my Huabei.
I asked friends who have dogs, and considering the practicality, the first choice to buy a few things is: dog house, dog toilet, toys. Deodorant. Fixed toilet agent. Because of limited funds, many things are purchased one by one. I plan to buy some ropes and collars after he can go out.
At this time, his eyes are not big, and they look like the starry eyes of a clown. I also thought about changing his name to Joker~
All the daily necessities were bought for him as soon as they arrived. At first, I was a little nostalgic for that simple little mat, but was it instinct? I went in right after I laid it out.
The dog food arrived at the same time. It was milk cake. I bought the same kind as my mother’s. I used 16 packs to try it out and changed it to a comb! I was also heartbroken.
Originally, I had a lazy sofa and he had a dog bed, but he ended up occupying the magpie’s nest and never let me sit on the sofa. He roared as soon as I sat on it.
I went through an awkward period. I didn’t know why Simba was so disruptive during that time. It might be because I was too busy with work and neglected his education, plus I didn’t accompany him every day… The floor was arranged like this, and a carpet was laid, but it was all peed on within two days. It was covered with all kinds of scraps of paper.
I must buy a vacuum cleaner.
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