In the early summer of 2012, when my wife came home, she saw a black and white puppy outside the gatekeeper of the community. There was a small bell tied with a red rope around its neck. It was a little dirty and slightly lame. There was a piece of hair missing on the left waist and abdomen, and its tail was drooping. It looked pitiful. My wife knelt down and called her. She hesitated a little but came over to interact with her. My wife asked the community security guard whose dog it was and why the owner didn’t take it. The security guard said it was a little bastard from our community. He had been homeless for more than a year. Not long ago, he was run over by a car. He was not dead. Didn’t you see that all the hair was rubbed off? His legs were also injured. There is an owner in Building 1 who sometimes feeds her, so she waits here. After eating, she doesn’t necessarily go anywhere. Sometimes when a security guard who likes her is working the night shift, she will be left to rest on the cloth mat in the security room.
A few days later, my wife came home very unhappy and her eyes were slightly red. I asked her what was wrong, and she told me about the puppy a few days ago. When I went home today, I chatted with my neighbor and learned that the puppy was sometimes beaten with a broom by the cleaning staff. I also saw the puppy sleeping in a hole in the ground. She lost her bell and was very disappointed. The kind-hearted neighbor bought a new one and took it with her. In short, it was very pitiful. My wife cried again while talking, and asked me if it would be okay for us to take her home and raise her. To be honest, I really don't want to, but the look in my wife's eyes is quite pitiful. Besides, they didn't just take the dog home and discuss it with you, so stop pretending, raise your hands in the air and vote in favor of passing the resolution. It's useless to tell the truth that you don't agree.
The rest of the ritual was very simple. After finding her, there was no need to hold her, feed her, or seduce her. She went home with me and me in a slump, everything was so natural, as if she had run away from my house before. After drinking some water, she fell asleep on the sheets we had laid for her. She would snore, bark a few times, and run sideways on four legs. My wife and I guessed that she might have dreamed of the devil cleaning lady and was running away from her (Dabao would also run while sleeping in a low voice, and sometimes her body would bounce off the ground when she ran, and she would wake up when she used too much force). Then the next few days were spent buying equipment for her, taking her to bathe and do check-ups. Everything was fine, except that her eyes were a little red. I don’t know if it was caused by the fire or the cleaning staff. We gave her a familiar name called Dabao. Although it was not elegant, she was really the treasure of our family.
As time passed, Dabao recovered from his injuries on his body and legs, and new hair gradually grew from the wounds. He became lively and cheerful, and his little tail stood up, dangling like an antenna. When we take Dabao out to play, she will follow me for a while and then follow my wife. She is usually no more than one meter away from us. We are afraid that we will lose her again, which makes us cautious and afraid of stepping on her. Over time, I discovered that Dabao has a very docile personality and is super clingy. His relationship with his wife is second to me. No matter how much Dabao likes to eat, we can take it away from her mouth, mainly because we are afraid that the bones will pierce her. Although she is unwilling to do so, she has never expressed strong protest. Dabao is very timid, and when she is lightly criticized, she will panic and her body will tremble a little. At this time, her eyes will make people feel guilty, as if I have made an unforgivable mistake, and I will quickly touch her to forgive my sin. Although Dabao has been wandering around for a while, when she comes home, no matter the lightning, thunder, violent storms in summer, or the cold wind and snow in winter, she has to go out in the morning and evening. If it delays her schedule in the morning, she will scratch the bed to remind you, or go to bed to give you a massage as a warning⚠️. In the evening, we arrive home no matter what time Just take her out quickly to be cool and lively, and there will never be any filth in the house. This is definitely a kind of torture for me, who is a little lazy by nature, because I need to put on her shoes and clothes for her once I go downstairs, pick up poop from behind, and then take off her shoes and clothes and wipe her mouth when I get home. I feel helpless and happy at the same time.
Dabao is about to be a mother. This problem is caused by our serious negligence. What happened was like this. On a sunny morning more than two months after Dabao arrived home, the three of us were going to visit the morning market. When passing the parking lot, we met the owner of the parking lot and his dog. His dog was a boy, and we started chatting in his car-watching cabin.We were also afraid that Dabao would have any emotional entanglements, so we kept holding the leash. The wife of the parking lot owner said: It's okay, my dog is only one year old, and he is very timid. He is a little kid, so just let them play. It will be okay. The two of us thought that Dabao was usually quite aloof and would ignore other dogs in the community. His gadget was not very threatening, so we let them loose the leash and let them play for a while. It was okay at first. When we looked at them, they looked at each other and disliked each other. We didn’t know when they secretly ran outside the house and hugged each other. Moreover, the young dog in his family was already foaming at the mouth from exhaustion. Everyone tried their best to help the young dog recover and separated them, and hurriedly took Dabao home. After arriving home, my wife gave Dabao a critical education. Her eyes were innocent, she was confused, stamping her feet and wagging her tail, which made people feel distressed, helpless, and also filled us with an inexplicable expectation.
There were cats, three dogs, and four. I forgot how many days had passed. One day, my wife relied on her experience of studying online and said to me: Dabao seems to be giving birth. I closed the curtains and stayed with Dabao quietly, forgetting how time passed. Three little ones were born. The eldest was pure white, a girl. Ah Er is black and white, his face is half black and half white, a boy. The third child is a fat-headed, big-eared man with black and white flowers and some yellowish mixed hairs. He is extremely ugly. Alas, girl.
Dabao basically stays with the children every day. We put the three little ones in a big cardboard box. Dabao always feeds the children and helps them defecate and defecate with his mouth. Whenever the children cry, he will go to the cardboard box and rarely can he rest peacefully for a while. When the little guys can crawl, we will put them on the floor to play. They will crawl in different directions and pee in puddles on the floor. Dabao is sometimes very strange. When she goes to bed at night, she will take the children under the bed in our bedroom, and then carry them to another bedroom. She goes back and forth many times a night, which makes us not get enough rest. Dabao always feeds them every day as if she is afraid that the children will not eat well. In addition, she becomes thin after taking the children at night. After discussion, I go to sleep in another room, so that there are people in each room to increase Dabao's sense of security, but the effect is not great.
As the days passed, the little ones could roll and crawl around. Dabao would play with the children. He would grab one under his body for a massage, grab another one and choke it with his mouth, jump forward, and occasionally jump back. Watching it made people happy and made them forget about chores and annoyances.
The three little guys have different personalities. The eldest one doesn’t like to interact. A Er sometimes likes to play but is a sour-faced monkey. Sometimes he yells at her mother. Silly San obviously has nothing to do with her. When her mother catches others and the monkey likes her, she always bears the thunder. With a male face, a big head, and a fat body, she runs up to her with clumsy steps and whistles. What will happen is that her mother will let go of others and start to "treat" her. She is so naive that she is "liked" by her mother, never getting angry, and repeating it over and over again, never getting tired of it.
spent a wonderful time. The children have grown up and can feed themselves. Silly San is the best eater and the fattest, but they still have to drink mother's milk. Dabao is so tired that he can't recover and becomes emaciated, which is heartbreaking. My wife and I discussed that we couldn’t keep so many puppies, so we should find someone who likes puppies to give them to. The longer time goes by, the more reluctant we will be to part with them.
The first person who was photographed was half-faced A'er. He was introduced by a friend and we exchanged contact numbers. My wife repeatedly told us to send us MMS photos when we had time, and we must take good care of A'er. A'er reluctantly left our lives. The snow-white, dignified and elegant eldest son was taken away by a neighbor near his mother-in-law's house. He lived a very happy life, with his bed and sofa as smooth as walking on the ground, and he was doted on. The last baby princess, Lei Gongsi San, looked so stunning that she couldn't bear to disturb others, so she finally decided to stay with her mother for training.
Silly San is always with his mother at home every day. No matter how much her mother dislikes or lectures her, she is still stubborn and perseverant.Because of her very good character, lively nature and sometimes dullness, her wife named her "Miki". She stared wide-eyed and didn't know whether she liked it or disliked it. Sometimes she was called Miki, and sometimes she muttered, not sure if it was to express her protest and dissatisfaction with the name given to her. She doesn't like to go downstairs for a walk and is very timid. She will tremble when she encounters people and puppies when she goes downstairs and will jump up to catch you and let you hold her. Dabao must go downstairs every morning and evening, otherwise she will hold it in and not urinate. It’s okay if it snows in winter, but it’s convenient to go out with an umbrella when it rains in summer. This good habit of hers is a kind of torture to me, and it’s a crime. Miki rarely went out, so a changing mat was laid out for her in the bathroom screen, which saved her a lot of trouble.
had nothing to do. He started a small business to make a living. He would go home very late at noon, sometimes in the middle of the night, and the latest time he got home at 6:30 the next morning. Miki slept in the dark, and Dabao would always sit on the floor and look at the door. Sometimes she would sit at the door and stare at the door waiting for me to come home. She would hear my footsteps. Sometimes when it's too late, my wife will turn off the lights and tell her not to wait for me, and coax her to go to bed quickly. When she wakes up, my father will come home. Dabao's waiting makes me feel sweet in my heart, but there is also an inexplicable sadness. Because I always came home too late, which also affected my wife's rest, I closed my small business and started spending happy time with my family again.
My sister runs a tutoring school. I stay with her all the time. Although I don’t come home until midnight, I usually don’t come back until around 11 o’clock. My wife sometimes works later, so we discussed with my mother-in-law and sent Dabao and Miki to my father-in-law and mother-in-law first, so that Dabao and Miki would be accompanied and taken care of by their mother-in-law and they would not be lonely, and it would also solve the problem of walking and defecation. Reluctantly, the two children came to their mother-in-law's house. My mother-in-law’s family has a little butterfly dog. She was born in 2006 and is an older, unmarried daughter named Xiong Xiong. She has a bad temper. She once asked her father-in-law for food, but he failed to bring the delicious food to her mouth in time. When her father-in-law lowered his hand again and reached her attack position, he gave her a tooth massage without mercy, the kind that would cause bleeding, as a warning. I almost fell into this trap once. Please feed it well. It started to grit its teeth for no apparent reason while eating. Fortunately, I pulled my hand out at the speed of light to avoid being "mouthed" by it. From now on, it will be miserable and care about my food. I will no longer feed it with my hands. I'd rather put it in a bowl for safety and be careful about sailing the boat for thousands of years. Although Dabao and Miki are two people, they are much bigger than Xiong Xiong . After all, Dabao has been in the community. A strong dragon does not overwhelm the local gangsters, and peace is the most important thing. Miki is timid and always follows his mother's lead. Although sometimes their eyes will meet, their teeth and claws will be shadowed, but they have turned their conflicts into friendship and they live in peace and harmony. Let's just call it a happy life.
Time flies. Dabao and Miki have been at my mother-in-law's house for a while. My wife and I go over to see them when we have time. Sometimes when we arrive at the door, they will know it’s us. Dabao scratches the door and Miki imitates the howling like a wolf. After entering the house, Dabao also chirps and scratches your legs for you to hug. Miki becomes silly and runs back and forth, and she has to be coaxed for a while before she can calm down. Then Dabao changed. When we went there, everything was the same as before, jumping up and down. But when we left, Dabao became silent. She would keep a distance from us, turn around and face us with her back, sit or lie down, no matter how you call her, she would ignore you as if she had lost her hearing. She would occasionally shake her body but never look back. That was us. If you touch and comfort her in the past, she will no longer interact with you. She is so stubborn that it makes you feel distressed and guilty, making you...
Miki's black hair gradually lightens and fades, and she looks a bit like a Bichon Frize, but she inherited Dabao's black ears, her eyes are very beautiful, and her silly look remains the same. My wife and I took them home again, and Miki was still her mother's follower. Sometimes Dabao was so annoyed that she would put her down just like Miki did when she was a child. Miki was so good at eating and being fed that she was bigger than her mother, but she could always be bitten by Dabao's neck and knock her down. My mother only knew this one trick to ensure she won, and my daughter also had a unique trick to cooperate with her to ensure she lost. It was a model of motherly kindness and filial piety.
Dabao is sick. He has a pimple on his belly, which is getting bigger slowly. He went to the pet hospital for a checkup. The doctor said that it needs surgery to remove it. Preoperative examination showed that there were some problems with Dabao's liver, and he needed to take liver-nourishing medicine for a period of time. After another examination and meeting the conditions for surgery, Dabao was taken into the operating room. Dabao's lump was removed. Because it was too close to the lump, he also lost one of his nipples. What a sin. A week later, Dabao was discharged from the hospital and returned home. His follower Miki immediately followed him, murmuring his inner monologue and grinning widely with great joy.
Dabao is a chubby dog and sheds a lot of hair. Although Miki has Bichon ancestry, he is a chubby dog and also sheds hair. Dabao likes to hang out with us on the sofa, and Miki is a naturally conjoined baby. When he is with these two guys, he must wear a set of clothes that are not too sticky. We have various types of sticky hair rollers at home. When the hair loss is severe, go to the pet grooming shop to bathe and shave. The funny thing is that when they usually go to the sofa, they sometimes come up to you when you are not paying attention or make eye contact or put their hands together to apply. Going to bed is a bit more complicated. They will pretend that they can't jump on the bed and repeatedly jump on the edge of the bed. But you gently say "Come on up", and in an instant, the Qinggong water floats to your side, and you may even receive a big kiss from Miki with a hint of laughter. After these two guys take a bath or take a bath or trim their hair, they will first move around the room, shaking their heads, and then the bed and sofa will become theirs. They will roll around and lick their hair for a while, as if to tell us that they are cleaner than us. This kind of arrogance will usually disappear automatically within three days. It makes sense to think about the words left by the ancestors.
Dabao has always had eye diseases. At first, he had a black eye with a small white spot in the middle, which did not affect his vision. As he grew older, it gradually became larger and darker white, and his vision gradually declined. It was similar to human cataracts. He went to several hospitals and found no perfect treatment. At first, I used some gel eye drops at intervals. If there was an inflammatory reaction, I used some anti-inflammatory drops prepared by the hospital. The shelf life is only seven days, and the effect is okay. Over the past few years, the white color of Dabao’s eyes has covered the entire eyeball, and she can only see a little under strong light. When she goes out for a walk, she can only rely on the traction of our rope and her sense of smell to walk, which will make her mouth very dirty. I am afraid that she will be exposed to the ground and other dogs’ feces and be infected with other diseases, so she started to practice using indoor pee pads to go to the toilet. Because the pet hospital is next to the mother-in-law's house, it is also convenient for taking care of Dabao. We can no longer live here and there for a while like before, so she and Miki began to live long-term at grandma's house again.
Dabao is very adaptable and has gradually learned to urinate and defecate on the changing pad. She will carefully and tentatively familiarize herself with the terrain at her mother-in-law's house. When you call her name, she will sometimes come to you by voice. When the sun is bright, she will also look up out of the window, wondering if she can feel a glimmer of light. I also wanted to make an anti-collision artifact for Dabao based on the video, but Dabao is getting older and does not like to move more and more because of his condition. Sometimes my mother-in-law will put her on the bed to rest with her, and sometimes Dabao will lie on her stomach to rest by herself. The artifact needs to be tied to the body or fixed on the head. I gave up decisively in order for Dabao to have a good rest. Miki seemed to know that her mother was not feeling well, and she became much more well-behaved.
As time goes by, Dabao's health condition is getting worse and worse, and her heart is also showing symptoms of failure. She needs to take heart medicine every day, as well as liver and kidney protection medicine. She is very good, and sometimes she resists taking medicine. Some medicines have to be stopped after a few days, for fear that her body will not be able to bear it. The days were spent in torment, but everyone kept a stable mind, knowing that a painful and sad day would eventually come, and also thought about whether to get a comfort shot in the end. My mother-in-law is a Buddhist and listens to Buddhist songs with Dabao every day.
In the summer of 2021, in August, my mother-in-law called me and said that Dabao had left us and fell asleep quietly in the sound of Buddhist songs, without pain, calm and peaceful.Afraid that my wife would be sad, my mother-in-law hadn’t told her yet, so I went to my mother-in-law’s house to take Dabao home. On the way, I told my wife that Dabao was gone and she was very sad. We found some of Dabao’s old clothes and toys at home and put them with Dabao. I feel very sad when I think back to every moment I spent with Dabao in the past ten years. Dabao is so considerate, beautiful and elegant, and he is always gentle and courteous to other puppies and cats. Like a little angel, he brings unknown surprises to our family's life. Although we have been mentally prepared, when this day comes, the feeling of separation in our hearts is still overwhelming. This is the sadness and helplessness when the family leaves.
There is a small forest near my community. My family can see there. We buried Dabao there. There are also three cats there. They were all street children raised by my mother-in-law and my wife. They were buried there after they fell ill and left. Dabao and them are also familiar with each other. They can play together without any worries and will no longer suffer the sufferings of the world. As my mother-in-law said, they have transformed into angels.
Dabao is a part of our family. The every moment, joy and beauty in the past ten years cannot be expressed in words. Photos are limited, but she will always occupy the place in our hearts and is the place of our family. It hurts.
