The owner died in a car accident and the dog waited 1 1 year: people always lose to dogs. Do you agree with this sentence?

Yes, absolutely. I have raised countless dogs since I was a child. What was the dog in my eyes at that time? Just like pigs and chickens raised at home, it has its own place to go in winter!

The family sat together, chatting about whether the dog leg was delicious or the dog steak was fragrant, and whether the soup was delicious or the skin was delicious. One year's dog, two years' dog, old dog and puppy were just a dish and a bowl of soup in my eyes at that time!

Talking about feelings with dogs is a joke, but since this joke was staged in my lifetime! Do you sleep with a pig in your arms? Do you play with chickens? I won't, but dogs are really different. Get along with it for a long time, you will find that it is an emotional animal, and you are changing because of its existence!

Once, every family in the countryside kept dogs, some for housekeeping, some for selling money, and some for eating well. That year, my family raised a little yellow dog with no tail. My dad called him bald tail, because he was obedient and didn't bite, and he had been scattered since he was a child. One winter, when I was sleeping in bed, the electric mattress was broken, which caused a fire. My bald tail barked, woke my parents and saved them.

Playing in the river, I missed the middle of the swimming ring. I can see clearly and hear clearly. Everyone is laughing. Only the bald tail came to me and tried to save me, although the river was not deep!

Bald tail was sold by my mother without my knowledge. Walking in the street, a dog barked at me, which caused many dogs to bark. Isn't this the dog meat restaurant? Looking again, isn't this a bald tail? When I got home, I cried and made noise. I was afraid I would cry, so I decided to redeem the dog at a high price!

How do I feel when I get home with all kinds of excitement and kisses? Relatives have all gone home!

A Russian puppy named Mishka! This is the story of Russian hachi: a dog. Of course, this is a true story. The owner of the dog died instantly in a car accident 1 1 years ago. The dog waited at the roadside where the owner left 1 1 year. Someone took him in, but he will still go back to his original place. Dog love is simple, but it is also straightforward. I will stay with you when you leave, and I will live for you in this life.

Conclusion: If you can't love it, take care of it, please don't raise it. Its life is short, you have your world, and its world is only you!