Today I am talking to students about an article, which is related to dog companionship.
I remembered the dog I raised called "Wangwang". I also told the students a little about it, but for a moment I was a little out of control and almost cried.
During those dark and low days, Wangwang gave me a lot of company.
Every night when I get home, it jumps happily at me; the riverside, on the grass, and in the snow, we are walking and running. Every week I will take it to pet hospital to take a shower, and then blow it after washing it. It is fragrant, and it looks proud and cute.
It’s a pity that I became weak for the first time after becoming a mother.
The child was full month old at that time. Everyone in the family said that they were worried about the parasites on the dog and that the dog would hurt the child. Since I became pregnant, I have always remembered to give my dog a needle to prevent parasites. But the idea of worrying that the dog scares the child still prevails.
I finally compromised and asked my husband's brother to take him back to his sister's house.
Originally, I thought that in the countryside, dogs would have a larger living space, and there were fields everywhere where you could have fun. Later, after a few phone calls, I learned that the child’s aunt kept the dog on the second floor every day and never took it downstairs. At the same time, she also raised several dogs, all of which were tied to the rooftops in such a way. The dogs have almost no chance of activity.
At that time, I already regretted my weakness. After all, Wangwang once accompanied me in a time of unspeakable life. Its meaning is not just a dog, but a good friend.
and on May Day of the second year, our whole family returned to our hometown.
also went to the child’s aunt’s house. That was the first time I met Wangwang and I after we parted. It has never taken a shower once for more than a year, and its hair has been scabbed and its hair has completely turned into dirty brown.
My husband and I fed it delicious food, took it out for a long walk, cut it hair and took a shower.
Before leaving, I really wanted to take it back to Zhengzhou, but the trunk of the car was filled with things, and everyone in my family said it would be next time.
I was weak again at that time and once again compromised with reality.
However, there is no next time. I just passed the winter of the New Year. In March of the following year, I got a call from my hometown and said that Wangwang had passed away for a few days.
I cried bitterly at that time.
It has been living on the second floor platform and there is no nest. It freezes to death.
twice, I had the chance to make it better, but I was weak and chose to compromise.
In the end, this life passed away.
There are many things in life that arise from weakness, weak willpower, and compromise with reality.
Sticking to my truest thoughts may be a problem that I have to challenge throughout my life.
Today I remember the past again. Miss the only dog I have ever raised, I really feel sorry for you.
