Don’t make a golden retriever angry, because she will never be angry with you.

Don’t make a golden retriever angry, because she will never be angry with you.

Mcdull has been a dog for 7 years, and she has never been angry. Other dogs always protect their food when they were young. Once, we tried Mcdull. When she was five or six months old, we pushed her rice basin away and covered it with our hands. If other dogs changed, they might start to get angry and bite. However, Mcdull would only bow his head and cry, and his heart OS: put my rice basin away.

I really accidentally stepped on the paws of the big fat dog when he walked a few times (I stepped on both the front paws and the back paws …) … and she kept silent, just kept away from you … for a few seconds … You went to apologize to her. I’m sorry, Ms. McDull. I accidentally stepped on your jiojio just now, and then I touched her little head, and then she looked up and grinned at you (.

However, Little Cute also had a special time. Once she led her to climb a mountain, she met a little squirrel halfway up the mountain. It was the first time that she saw it. What was the enemy of the big fat dog? Usually, when she saw dragonflies and butterflies in the community, she could chase them far away. Mcdull immediately ran after the little squirrel, and as a result, the little squirrel wandered up the tree. The fat dog probably didn’t stop the car because of inertia (Mcdull, reflect on yourself why inertia is relatively large). It’s really a real collision ~ The people who climbed the mountain all the way next to them laughed (which means laughing), saying that the big stupid dog hit the tree, me: mine.

In terms of eating, McDull is really a pure golden retriever, and he eats authentic food. Tired of playing, I often go to my bedroom bedside to snore in various strange postures (see the picture behind for details), and then my mother peels pears in the living room to eat. It’s really no exaggeration. The blade just pressed into the pear skin for a second, so the big fat dog heard the sound of peeling pears, and immediately stood up and hurried to the tea table, so fast that I didn’t understand her real intention several times. I left a puzzled face in the bedroom: didn’t you all snore just now, was it because I was hearing voices or something …

(The scene here is also applicable to other kinds of fruits and snacks that taste like a rattle.)

Topic: I have only seen McDull make a hullabaloo about twice. Once, we walked in the community at night, which was very peaceful and quiet, and the moonlight was like water. Suddenly, a super-large Satsuma flew out of the corner! The appearance of super-large, super-white and super-fast gave us both a fright, and McDull instinctively let out a few calls.

The funniest thing is the second time, I took her to see a big cage full of rabbits of various colors and sizes, and then two rabbits leaned against the cage and fell asleep, so McDull took her big dog nose and stabbed other rabbits through the cage. The rabbits didn’t do anything. The watchdog of this family quit, and suddenly a big black dog rushed out of the backyard to start a life-and-death struggle with McDull. I was scared at that time, because McDull was daily.

I was finished thinking at that time, and McDull must have lost miserably. The second reaction was to lead her to run quickly. Don’t let the big black dog drive us out. Mcdull must run faster than me, and the big black dog should not bite me. When my idea took shape, Mcdull had already started to fight with the big black dog. The scene was very chaotic, and all kinds of barking made the soil on the ground snore .. I have never seen Mcdull so fierce.

The battle lasted for a minute. Probably, McDull had the upper hand all the time. The last gesture of winning or losing was that McDull jumped up and bit the big black dog’s neck hard, and the big black dog couldn’t afford to lie down … By the way, he screamed and officially declared the end of the war.

Mcdull turned to me, meaning: I won, let’s leave (it’s not just that you have to flirt with others …)

Within three minutes after we left, I was still in a state of continuous compulsion. However, McDull has returned to the state of joy and detachment just now. Look here, smell there, and grin at me, so I very much doubt whether McDull was possessed by something just now. Then I began to wonder if the big golden retriever around me was McDull, who fought with the dog so brutally, or the timid and cute little McDull we knew.