Loyal, and the feeling is hereditary.
My family has basically never broken a dog since childhood. In rural areas, they are also raised as animals. They follow people to eat leftovers. When they are busy with farming, they can only find their own food without taking care of it. They have never seen dog food, and life is still very bitter.
My oldest dog is called Xiaohu, probably from 2015 to the end of 2022. My younger brother and sister and I were away from home for a long time when we were working or studying outside, and some of them went home only once every few months. At first, it barked when I got home, but later, when I remembered me, I stopped biting.
Xiaohu is very territorial. My home is the first in the village, next door is the old yard of my third grandma and fourth grandma, the door is cement road, and there is a small river about 100 meters below. In its consciousness, my fourth grandma’s old yard should be within its jurisdiction, and some strangers or electric cars will bite when they pass by it.
Tiger has his own standards of good and evil. When I was a child, almost every household in the village raised chickens, and some people set traps to catch rabbits for sale, all in order to subsidize their families. So a professional chicken collector came to the village regularly to collect chickens and rabbits, occasionally collecting pheasants, hedgehogs and dogs, which may have an unusual smell? Every time he passes the tiger, he bites very hard. There are also some people in the village who have a bad reputation who come to my house. Even if they are familiar with Tiger, they will bark at him/her.
Tiger’s status has risen as he gets older. Basically, dogs from other villages come to visit him every day. He also goes to the neighboring village to find his girlfriend, eat and live in the “old father-in-law’s” house, and at most he doesn’t come home for a week. I didn’t know the situation at first. Once Tiger didn’t come home for three days and thought it was lost. As a result, I saw several dogs playing by the river when I went out for a stroll after eating. One of them looked like Tiger. I shouted “Tiger!” Seeing him suddenly coming, I didn’t have anything to do. He just looked at me and looked back at his dog partner. His front paws stood alternately as if stamping his feet. I said, “Don’t worry, go and play, and don’t go home for several days thinking that you have lost it.” He ran happily with his friends and looked back at me, as if to show off his owner’s concern with them, and he went home that night.
Tiger is an old dog in 2022. He dozes off in his nest all day and doesn’t go out to play much. I didn’t see it for several days, and I was worried about it. My sister said that she was not in a hurry. She came back after going out for a long time, but she never came back, not after the Spring Festival. My dad said that maybe some young people who came back from the next village for the New Year secretly killed it and ate it, alas.
Later, only Huang Huang was left in my house, and it was the puppy left behind by the high-speed engineering team who lived in our village. The chef of the construction team is called Lao Wei, who is very fond of yellow and yellow. He cooks eggs for him, and he is also picky about food. He only eats egg yolk and doesn’t eat protein, and he has to peel it before eating it. After Lao Wei left, he entrusted Huang Huang to my mother. My mother didn’t want it at first, but she took Huang Huang in because of her kindness (because Lao Wei was kind, my parents didn’t have time to cook when they were busy with farming, and he left two working meals for my parents every day, and shared them with my parents if they had any delicious food, and also left the leftovers for Xiaohu; My parents are very popular in the village, and they have helped them a lot. The newly harvested crops will be given to them for early adopters, and the watermelons and apricots they grow at home will never be stingy to give them to eat.) Xiaohu’s attitude towards Huang Huang is very poor. As long as he is at home, Huang Huang can’t even step further.
This spring, Tiger’s daughter was sent to my grandfather’s house with a circle of patterns around one eye, which looked like a puppy with glasses. She gave birth to two sons of bitches. Because of her inexperience as a mother for the first time, one of them died, and the other one was chubby, with a particularly good appearance and a wide back. The whole back of her head was flat. Two months later, my grandfather sent it to my house, chained it and screamed all night. My mother said it was also called Xiao Hu, but he didn’t know his name very well. I went home for a while and called him “puppy” every day. After a long time, when he heard the “puppy”, he ran and sat in front of me. If he didn’t give him food, he was anxious to bark, a little timid, and he was urinary incontinence when he grabbed it or chased it. It was very interesting.
The puppy is also very qualified as the grandson of Xiaohu. After all, Huang Huang didn’t grow up in my parents. Sometimes he ran out and disappeared. Sometimes I went to the river to turn around, and the puppy stood at the gate alone, motionless. Never run around, play with Huang Huang and be spoiled and cute. Huang Huang has no choice but to get used to it.
But one afternoon, the puppy ran to the grass on the cement road in front of my house to play, and a van drove up. It was probably a little afraid that this behemoth would run home quickly. The van didn’t slow down. I heard a scream of “Ow” and ran out to see it. When I saw the puppy struggling on the ground, the van drove a few meters away before slowly stopping. I quickly picked up the puppy. There was no trauma on it, but there was a lot of excrement on the ground. After a few seconds, it began to vomit blood and flowed to the ground. The driver of the van is a young man in our village, and he still has some relatives and friends. After getting off the bus, he seems to be at a loss where to put his hands and feet. When my dad came out, he handed my dad a cigarette and said sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to pay attention. I held the puppy and looked at his mouth and kept bleeding, and soon he lost his vitality.
At that time, I really hated the driver, but everyone in the village knew him, and it was impossible to mistake him because of a little local dog. So my dad said something to let the young man go home.
My mother asked my father to dump the body of the puppy in an abandoned deep well. In rural areas, animals died unnaturally. Later, I thought that I was just sad at that time and didn’t have time to ask my father to bury it.
My mother said that when the gray puppy is born again, it will be easy to raise it. Anyway, when the tiger is gone, it must be the offspring of the tiger. This is also an agreement unilaterally recognized by our family.
It’s beside the point, but Xiaohu is really a loyal and good dog, and its descendants have inherited its genes and are also good dogs.
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