I don’t know what it’s like to have a golden retriever, because I have two!
The one on the left is called a tank, an absolute beauty dog. My family picked it up outside. It seems that it should be about two years old. Later, she ran away again. Fortunately, in the circle of omnipotent friends, she returned to her brother.
On the right is a bottle, which came home at the age of one month, and got tiny at the age of three months. After a week of treatment, she finally saved her life and left our wallets empty.
Later, for a series of reasons, tanks and bottles were taken to our side to raise them together, and the story began ~
Our life has been like this since we had two sisters.
Go to the sea together (they are too timid to go down)
Go to play with snow
Brother is afraid of getting dirty and fighting for it.
They have to follow me when I go to the exam.
go boating
I came back from work to see this.
I’ve been looking at you like this when I’m eating
It’s too cold in winter to go to bed.
I made a mistake and looked at you like this.
Bottles have grown much slower since they got small, but they are still not big at the age of one (small head and big body, which looks funny). It was not until some time ago that her waist and stomach suddenly became very fat that we thought she was pregnant! Eating and drinking all day, and as a result, three months later, she is still like that, competing for favor with fake pregnancy, right?
Emm, she should have thought about it at the table, and she has been sitting like this.
Of course, they are also very smart. Older people can open the door with a push-button handle. As long as we call her outside, she will pull the door handle with her big paws, which is not easy for others to use, hahahaha. Until one day, when we went out to take out the garbage without her, she still habitually pulled the door and locked it by mistake (grandma’s door used to be opened, but our house could not be opened)! So I found two locks, and Mr. Wang unlocked them there for six hours without success. (I found my house inconspicuous for the first time, but it is really strong.) I was afraid to disturb my neighbors in the middle of the night and dared not pry it again. We had to spend the night in the car and wait for the next day to find a way. At this time, we didn’t have a mobile phone or wallet and we were hungry all day. Fortunately, we found a credit card in the car, took money from the street in the middle of the night to find food, and then fed mosquitoes in the car all night. The next day, I really didn’t move. I called 119, tried everything and decided to pry the door open. After about half an hour, the door was abandoned.
The first thing to do when I went in was to find an ID card to register. I didn’t see them in the outhouse. Then I rushed into the room and saw the two goods lying on the bed. The mosquito net pole standing by the bed was also broken. It was a mess, which made people angry and laugh.
They are just like hairy children who don’t grow up. They will be angry because you gave her a bath, and you will have no resistance because you didn’t take her to coquetry with you when you went out, so that you can see two dog heads when you come home from work and stay with you at the door when you go to the toilet. All the hard work is worth it. Ha ha ha ha, let’s share it here first. I’m going to pick up shit for them.
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