My golden retriever is already seven years old and has entered middle age. He only knows four actions: sit, lie down, shake hands, and play dead.
However, he is not stupid, but lazy. When he was one or two years old, he learned the first three actions in just ten minutes under the temptation of a few vegetable sticks. He never learned them again since then.
The last action was taught to him recently because I saw Huskies playing dead on the Internet and it was very cute. He was very reluctant to learn. After mastering it in five minutes, you gave him snacks every time you asked him to perform it, because this action requires lying down completely and then lying on the side, so he finds it troublesome and will not perform it for you if there is no food. He
sleeps for more than ten hours every day and chases the sun to sleep. When he wakes up, it is mostly to change to a place with more sunlight.
In his heart, the order of importance of family members is my mother, me, and my father.
He likes my mother the most, because my mother takes him out to play twice a day, morning and evening. So when it is time for him to walk in the morning and evening, he will come out from his resting place, squat in front of my mother, raise his hands and act cute, and he will usually get what he wants in five minutes. When he comes back from the walk, if he is sure that the last walk of the day is over.
He will find his resting place tonight, including but not limited to the sofa in the living room, the balcony in the living room, the shoe cabinet, under the single bed, around the double bed, next to the Milan in the sun room, and the gap between the single and double sofas.
The choice tonight will be determined by the climate, the number of family members, and his mood.
Of course, his choice will never be his cage. His cage is open 24/7, but he will only go in when he needs to.
When he needs to pee, hide in the cage when he makes a mistake, move his favorite things into the cage, and when he thinks it is dangerous, most of the time when he thinks that his family has a dispute, he will quietly return to the cage with his tail between his legs to avoid being affected.
The second person he likes or needs is me, when his food bowl or water bowl is empty. If I am sitting in the living room and he is sure that I can hear the noise, he will stretch out a paw and step on it. Make a sound to let me add food to him.
Other than that, he doesn’t care what I am doing.
For my dad, he adopts the method of pleasing and keeping away. Every day when my dad comes home, he will welcome him, but as long as my dad scolds him, he will hide far away. Unlike my mother scolding him, he will not accept it. When I scold him, he pretends to bite me. When the task of walking today is on my dad, he never runs far, and always keeps a close eye on my dad. When my dad walks towards the unit door. It is no exaggeration to say that even if he is pooping, he will run back quickly, and he will stop before my dad arrives at the unit door. In order to avoid being left behind.
This situation will not happen to my mother and me.
He is very wary of strangers. He will look at every stranger. If the other party has no ill intentions and actively asks for closeness, he will walk over and wag his tail at the person, smiling like an angel. He has infinite patience with children, especially those who are three or four years old or those who are still wobbling. When they come to him, he will stand still, try to reduce the frequency of wagging his tail to prevent the dust from choking the child, and will also keep his teeth closed and his mouth tightly shut. If the child wants to shake hands, he will put his wrist in the child’s hand, carefully avoiding the barb on the side of his wrist, instead of casually placing his palm with sharp nails on the other’s palm like he would treat an adult stranger.
His chain can only be handed over to us. Once someone held his chain, he took it back and put it in my mother’s hand.
He will never leave the community. If he sees his car leaving the community, he will run to the edge of the community. Then stand there. Prevent himself from getting lost.
The entire community is his territory. He will patrol the territory every day, but he will never pee on his two cars.
Every midnight, when he is sure that the family is asleep, he will wake up and patrol the side bedroom and kitchen that he is not allowed to enter normally.
Once he was caught by my mother, his expression was shocked.
This is our golden retriever, a selfish and powerful boy.
Even though his mouth and nose have turned white, which indicates that he is entering middle age
, we all love him.
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