I never had a golden retriever, but I became good friends with a golden retriever by accident.
Coordinates A junior student in a small town in the northeast caught a cold when he came home last winter vacation, so he was rushed to the morning run by his mother. He left home at 6:00 a.m. and went all the way to the stadium along a residential alley across the road, and returned at 7:30. It is difficult for a person to persist in running in the morning. Just when he was about to give up, he met a dog. ……
This was taken when I first met it. The encounter was very accidental. When I came back from my morning run, I found a big golden retriever walking down the street downstairs, so I took out my mobile phone and took a picture across the road. It seemed to have a sense. When I took a picture, it suddenly looked up, and then my eyes looked at each other, emm …………………………………………………………………… I didn’t expect this cargo to suddenly cross the road and come to me, and then I began to rub it. I knew it was not a stray dog (very clean, shiny, and didn’t eat indiscriminately), so I looked around for its owner, but I couldn’t find it. I played with it for a while and went home, and it didn’t catch up.
When I got home, I showed the photos to my parents (my parents liked dogs very much, but they were both at work and didn’t have time to walk, so they never kept them). My parents liked them so much, and then the matter passed, thinking it was just a chance encounter.
When I ran home the next morning and passed by the residential building, suddenly a dog shadow rushed out and threw me into the snowdrift. I didn’t have any precautions. At that time, I thought I was hit by a car. When I recovered, I was sitting in the snowdrift, covered in snow, and then I found the goods jumping in front of me, wagging my tail. I was just thinking, whose stupid dog is this fucking? Despair!
Then I began to wallow in the snow, and I looked puzzled. It wanted me to interact with it and laugh and cry at me. ……
Sit in front of me when you are tired of playing, and I will help him sweep away the snow.
With the happy meeting in these two days, my morning run began to have color. I fell asleep with hope every night and kept an eye on it in the neighborhood in the morning. Very happy, we meet every day. What makes me very moved is that every time I see it, it smells here and there with its head down on the road. Pedestrians on the road ignore it and it doesn’t look at pedestrians. When I see it, I will shout at it, and then it will immediately rush to make trouble with me when it sees me, but I still don’t know its name and whose hairy child it is. ……
It was not until one day when I was playing with it that its owner asked it to go home. The owner was an amiable aunt. When chatting, I learned that it was called Erfa, a very festive name. It was a two-year-old boy who lived across the street from my house and would be released for a walk every morning. Aunt is very nice. I told her that Erfa is too close to her family, so we should pay attention to safety. Aunt said it wouldn’t run away with people casually. It could tell that you really like it. Animals are spiritual. When my aunt knew that I was going to college in other places, she said, I can come and see it if I miss it.
It’s smart and will drag you to shake hands with it.
Because of it, I insist on running in the morning every day. Every time I come back and meet it, I will play with it for a few minutes, and then open the door for it to go upstairs and go home.
The day before I went to school, I met him downstairs again. When I left, I was very reluctant to say goodbye to him. Then he suddenly stood up and put his paws around me, biting my skirts and dragging him in the direction of his house …
This is what I saw when I came home from school a month later. I didn’t expect to meet him again. I didn’t expect him to know me. At that time, he gave a cry of “second hair” excitedly. When he saw that I was stunned, he ran wildly. At that time, he felt that life was so happy.
The story between me and a dog is very warm. Before I came into contact with the dog, I felt that all dogs of a breed looked the same. How can I tell the difference? After I met it, I couldn’t tell whether it was it or not, but I could tell it at a glance. Its appearance was no different from other golden hairs, and there was a black birthmark on its tongue, but I could tell it at a glance. That feeling was different. We have known each other for a long time, but I have never been to my aunt’s house to find it to play with. First, I feel impolite, and second, I believe that the chance encounter is deeper.
If I don’t leave, I will meet you on time every day.
Don’t forget me if I leave,
I’ll come back to see you. See you at the usual place!
Finally, attach a crazy video.
Haha, I forgot to mention that although I don’t have a dog, my family has a meow named Wan Wan, named by my father. I was picked up by my family from the countryside when I was one month old. Now I am ten years old and live like an uncle every day ~
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