Why can’t dogs be kept for ten years?
I have raised rhubarb for nine years, and it has already become a family member. Accustomed to its existence, leaving suddenly is as uncomfortable as the death of a loved one. For me, rhubarb accompanied me throughout my adolescence, and he was there at every stage of my adolescence, witnessing me from immature to mature.
My family sells pork in the countryside. When I was in the fourth grade, my father brought back a puppy from the next village, and our children liked it very much. One day, my brother and the dog were playing on the road, and they ran to the middle of the road. A truck suddenly came at a high speed and hit the dog. I happened to see this scene and cried my eyes out that night. However, the next day, my father came back selling pork, accompanied by a big bitch. I heard from my father that this is the mother of the puppy. When selling pork, my father often feeds the meat to the big bitch. Not long after the big bitch gave birth to the puppy, she gave it to her father for him to raise. I didn’t expect to come to my house with my father today, and it was the first day after the puppy left. I seem to know that the puppy died last night. Dad buried the puppy under a tea tree in the yard, and the big bitch kept sniffing and digging, trying to wake the puppy up. Before long, the big bitch seemed to know that the puppy really couldn’t wake up and gave up. Later, the big bitch came to our house with her father in three or two days, stayed for one or two nights and went back. Gradually, the days of staying in our house are getting longer and longer, and in the end, I don’t go back directly.
Since the fifth grade, the big bitch has lived in my house, and we named him rhubarb. Every morning when we go to school, rhubarb goes to school with us, like bodyguards at home, and sends us to school every day, rain or shine, and then returns home. When school is over at noon, wait for us to go home for lunch next to my mother’s meat stall. When we go to school in the afternoon, go to school with us and wait for us to go home under the big tree not far from the school gate.
Once, my family was away, just me and rhubarb were at home, and I slept alone at night. I was very scared, so I called rhubarb to my room and slept with me. Rhubarb seemed to know that I was afraid and squatted by my bed. Suddenly, a mouse jumped out of my bed, which scared me to cry. When I cried, rhubarb had killed the mouse. When I was quiet, I kept knocking at the door. I thought he wanted to go out to play, so I opened the door and let him out. Rhubarb went out with a mouse in its mouth. Not long after that, rhubarb was knocking at the door again and wanted to come into the room. I opened the door and let him in. When rhubarb went out, it was clean, and when it came back, it was covered with dirt. I thought for a moment, rhubarb should go and bury the rats. Later, there were no more mice in the house, because rhubarb wiped out the mouse nest completely. Sometimes, we also take rhubarb out to play, go to the river to catch fish, climb mountains in the evening and run in the fields, so we are happy.
When I was in junior high school, we all lived on campus and didn’t go back until Friday. Once when I came home on Friday, I saw rhubarb still beside the meat stall. When I saw rhubarb, I was so happy that I wanted to jump into my arms. When I came home the next week, rhubarb was still next to my mother’s meat stall. So is the third week. I asked my mother curiously, and my mother said that rhubarb is waiting for you to go home there every day, just like before, and it can’t be shaken. After listening to my mother, I like rhubarb more and more.
Later, I went to the technical secondary school in the city and only went home on holidays. Rhubarb is still waiting for us to go home as before. I just spend less and less time with him.
At the beginning of the 20th century, the winter vacation was extended indefinitely due to the epidemic in Wuhan. For rhubarb, it spent more time with it, and it was very happy. We play with him and have fun with him. In May, I resumed my studies and started to go home once for a long time. In 21 years, the epidemic has been repeated, and we have repeated classes online and offline in always online.
This year, when the epidemic in Fujian was particularly serious, we stopped classes at home. At this time, rhubarb was pregnant, and her stomach was particularly big, and she was a lot fatter. On May 13th, I went home to prepare for the exam. The day I went home was Friday, and Dahuang gave birth to five puppies on Thursday. Unfortunately, one died.
A week later, I found that rhubarb seemed to have lost a lot of weight, so I decided to stew a large pot of meat for rhubarb. I asked my mother to leave the pig bones, pig hearts and meat and cook a delicious moon meal. After cooking the moon meal, it’s very late. I’m going to give rhubarb tomorrow morning. After talking to my grandmother, I went to bed.
However, when I woke up, my grandmother told me that rhubarb could not eat and could not stand up. I quickly went to see the rhubarb. The second half of the rhubarb couldn’t stand up. I wanted to feed it, but I couldn’t eat any more. I thought rhubarb would be the same as before, and it would get better. Because rhubarb was injured, my father would ask the vet to see it every time. The vet said it was okay every time, and I didn’t think too much.
But on May 20th, I heard the bad news of rhubarb. Rhubarb died. According to the veterinarian, rhubarb was hit on the spine, and it was just born, so it couldn’t be carried. I cried for a long time one day. I never thought that rhubarb would leave our house one day. Later, my grandmother and I put rhubarb in sacks and buried it under the tree where the puppy was buried.
From the fourth grade of primary school to the university, from the age of 10 to 19, rhubarb accompanied me for nine years. Rhubarb has long been a part of our family.
The sudden departure of rhubarb made me at a loss. The cooked moon meal, rhubarb went to Wangxing without eating a bite. I still think that when I take my children back to my parents’ home, I can see them playing with rhubarb.
A newborn puppy, just one week old. I want to leave a descendant for rhubarb. I bought milk powder for newborn dogs and fed it in a bottle. But without the care of his mother, the dog became so fragile. I made a nest for the dog with cotton-padded clothes and kept the dog warm with Yuba. In the end, I failed to leave a descendant for rhubarb. I took care of it for more than ten days, but the dog didn’t survive. I blamed myself for a long time.
Rhubarb, I’m sorry I couldn’t keep your child. I miss you so much.
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