Stray dogs in the community

A stray dog ??came to the community. It looked very good-looking. It must have enjoyed being hugged and kissed by its owner in the past. But now, I don’t know why. But it was so dirty that it lived under the eaves all day long, wagging its tail in order to beg for a bite to eat, and became an abandoned dog.

The first time I discovered it, it was wagging its tail from a distance, staring at a pair of big black eyes, lying on the ground and looking at me. I approached it and it was a little panicked, maybe because it was unfamiliar. When I got home in the evening, I gave it a steamed bun, and it ate it in two or three bites. I gave it another one, and it picked it up and turned around and ran into the green bushes. I didn't follow him.

The next morning, when I went downstairs, it spotted me from a distance and ran towards me. I was a little panicked, although I knew this was just its way of greeting me. I was afraid of it. When it scratched me, I was afraid that it would lick my legs and feet with its mouth. More importantly, I was afraid that it would bite me in excitement and bring me the virus. So when it rushed towards me, I subconsciously jumped my feet to let it go away. Later, I analyzed why I fed it food but refused to get too close to it. I always have firm boundaries for my territory and do not allow people or things from unknown sources to invade, just like going to the bank to withdraw money. , the bank will draw a one-meter line. You can stand outside the one-meter line to chat with me and eat snacks from my hand, but you cannot violate the regulations and lie on my shoulder to read my password. I also made a guess, if this was a clean dog with an owner, would I stamp my feet to let it go away like this, and would I also refuse its affection. Probably not. If you beat the dog to see the owner, you should not be as disgusted and repelled as you are now. The owner still has to give him face. It seems that I am also a snobbery person who knows how to read portals.

I brought food to this dog every now and then. It seemed to know me and could quickly identify my scent. For a day or two, I felt stressed about being greeted by it every morning and evening, because I didn't give it food every day, and it would bark at me. I saw it rolling around on the ground, jumping and rolling, and howling. I felt that it might go crazy and bite me at any time, so I started to hide away for a few days. It walked and entered the community. I started to see if it was there. If it wasn't there, I hurried upstairs. But I still heard it barking loudly after I went upstairs. I felt lucky at that time. Fortunately, I was not disturbed by it. I found it, but I still feel quite angry. I won’t give you food, but you still scolded me and xed me. It’s really ungrateful. No wonder when you curse someone, you call them a wolf-hearted person. Someone suggested that I get a stick and call it to give it some harm to scare it.

It’s a big joke that I, a man weighing more than 100 pounds, was frightened by a little puppy. What’s more, I am good and I am righteous, but it is just evil and a small dog. evil. Recently, I started giving him food when he had it. If he didn't have any food, he would run towards me. I wouldn't hide or run away. I would carefully let him stop one meter away from me. Tell him that he has no food today. Go back. If it barks at me, I will yell at it more powerfully than it does, and sure enough, it goes back in despair. To summarize. It turns out that this is what bullying is all about. The more afraid you are, the more harm it will experience. The less afraid you are of it, the more honest it will be. The same goes for people, let alone a dog.