I want to answer this question when I see it, but I don’t know how to say what kind of experience it is, so I ramble about some time between me and stinky.
I am a man living alone, inexplicably, or by mistake, I have raised a dog. If it is not perfect and smart, it is very common. A golden retriever’s nickname is stinky, and his name is fione, but only a few friends know it every day. It also agrees with stinky, a name that doesn’t sound very fragrant.
This is a portrait of it made by a good friend who knows art according to his photos.
A few days ago, stinky was unfortunately dying of a tiny illness, but even though he was very weak, he still tried to smile at you. I laughed at his stupid dog and felt bad when he touched death.
Late at night, I sent an article in my circle of friends as follows
I thought about it once and for all.
I just came back from the hospital and thought a lot. I realized again and again that we are not that far from death.
Stinky was very happy to go out for a walk last night. It was the happiest time of his day and the time he spent with me, but I blamed him for being picky about food and gave him a lecture.
I didn’t feel very strange when I got home last night, although I had a reaction in my heart. It was very obedient today because it took a long way, and it took a lot of energy and kept trying to smile at me.
I was woken up by the smelly vomiting this morning. I hope this is not true, but what I was afraid of still happened, so I began to hold it for examination and asked a reliable doctor for a long day.
Before I gave up, I chose treatment to see my mental state. Today, maybe it will go away forever. I want to keep it. Suddenly I understand that the so-called dead-on-the-spot, trying so hard to make me laugh last night, is that she probably thinks she can’t do it.
It’s not that I haven’t thought about giving up the particularly expensive medical expenses. I’m not confident that I can last for a few days. I thought about euthanasia when necessary and made a very bad plan, but I don’t want to give up so easily, even though she is avoiding me because stinky doesn’t want me to see it sick.
Until today, I really understand what master means in her eyes.
A lot of efforts, I know the ending may be miserable, but I still want to try before I get it all.
I also want to see it laugh, and see the previous failures in my opinion, such as biting socks, biting shoelaces and carrying garbage baskets.
But, girl, as long as you can be good, dad will give you everything. Isn’t it just a sock and a shoelace? I’ll give you anything you like, as long as you can be good.
There are still many places I haven’t taken you to, and there are still many things to do. As long as you are alive, I want you to be alive.
I used to say shit. Hope is hope.
Stinky, don’t go. I want to stay with you. You don’t need to learn any instructions. I don’t need you to be smarter than other dogs. I will never say you are stupid or ugly again.
Smelly, if you leave, who will dad beat and scold?
How can you be so tough? Dad doesn’t want you to leave now.
But if you really can’t bear to leave, remember that someone in the world loves you.
I also remember that it is difficult to be a dog in the next life. You should be a man in the next life so that you can say it with your mouth when you are in pain.
Smelly dad loves you.
Smelly is also great. I’m trying to carry it
I am its owner and don’t want to give up on her. Today, at this moment, it is still fighting the virus. It is a brave daughter.
I don’t know what it’s like to have a golden retriever.
Teaching me to live is to hope to love life.
Teach me to laugh at life.
Teaching me to accompany is the longest confession.
Teach me the responsibility and responsibility of men.
Teach me to learn to share happiness
Teach me to live in the present, which comes first, tomorrow or accident.
There are many more.
And I just hope it gets better.
About stinky
If fathers and daughters is here in this life, I think I will miss it.
If there is tomorrow, thank heaven and earth for your father and daughter to live well.
Update: I stopped carrying needles and infusion bottles yesterday, and I ate about 100 grams of millet gruel and five centimeters of nutritious cake all night, and I took the initiative to pull Baba once at about 10: 20 in the evening.
Restoring physical strength is a protracted war, and I believe that girls who love to laugh are not bad luck.
Smelly, come on, the big bones stored in the refrigerator are your duck legs and chicken legs, and there is a lot of meat. Let’s eat slowly.
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