Prose of lazy dog and lazy tiger

There is a lazy dog named Xiaohu at home.

There is a dog at home with shiny fur, huge body, sharp white teeth, a brown "dress" and shiny black on his back. It looks magnificent. Especially a good bite of meat and good bones, no meat and unhappiness, loyal to protect the Lord. The family is commonly known as the German shepherd. Later, I learned on the Internet that this kind of dog has a scientific name of German Shepherd, referred to as German Shepherd. Most modern military dogs are like this.

I first saw it in the sixth grade.

At that time, I just came back from school and saw a huge bright eye looking at me in front of my father, which scared me: "What a big dog!" " "

I was really scared at that time. Later, I learned that when Xiaohu came home, it seemed that he was only a few months old.

Now I forget how old he was. Anyway, his size is not comparable to that of ordinary dogs. Therefore, the appetite is not what ordinary dogs can eat.

However, although dogs can eat, but that meat, which is a big dog with a long body? So, in the long run, I actually had the idea of a group of fat, tender and juicy chickens that my mother worked so hard to raise. No, in the first few months, as soon as its "detention" was solved, all four legs were scattered and ran in the direction of the chicken, which often made the chicken fly and the dog jump. Then my mother ran over with a broom and knocked on it before picking it up and locking it.

"Let you be naughty!"

I thought like this, but I watched it lying on the concrete floor, squinting, not knowing whether to look at me or a large group of "delicious" behind me.

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There is a lazy dog named Xiaohu at home.

After several years, the dog grew much taller, became strong and jumped well. Most importantly, it has become much cuter than before, and it doesn't often run after my mother's chicken that looks like a penis. At most, it is to "pretend" to catch up with my dad and then rush to my dad to play and make trouble.

But being good is good, but that naughty temper seems to be fooling around.

If nothing else, let me talk about fireworks.

Whenever there are firecrackers outside during the Chinese New Year, if the dog is not locked up, it will definitely roar loudly in the corner of the yard or run to the rooftop. Until the firecrackers are silent, it will stop its extremely high "golden voice" and lie in the corner of the yard or under the plum tree, squinting to sleep.

Moreover, if you set off firecrackers in this house, you must lock it carefully and securely. Don't let it break free by brute force. Writing here, I suddenly remembered the last time my father locked it with straw rope and chain-one end of the orange tree was tied to the straw rope, the other end of the straw rope was tied to the chain, and the other end of the chain was tied to the chain around its neck, and then my father went to set off firecrackers. In this way, a thrilling program was staged-

A straw rope thicker than a finger was broken by it. When the straw rope was broken, it scattered its claws, regardless of dragging a long chain on its body, ran to the front of the exploding fireworks pile, and then took a hard bite. It's no use for dad to reprimand, so we have to let it "lively" and wait until the firecrackers ring. It looks like this.

I looked at it in distress situation, so I had to bend down to take the extra firecrackers for it and look at its nose at the same time. Actually-

Nothing happened!

I was confused at that time. Could it be that all dogs that can be police dogs have iron noses?

One more thing, related to the Chinese New Year, but this time, the protagonist is not only it, but also me.

As we all know, it is common for children to set off fireworks and play with firecrackers during the Chinese New Year. No, I was bitten because of this "fireworks in hand".

What's going on here?

The reason is this: I hold long fireworks and wander around on New Year's Eve. The color of the fireworks is really beautiful. When I was having fun, I forgot that there was another guy who was naturally hostile to fireworks-

Before I knew it, the guy jumped up and bit my right arm. I'm so scared that I don't know what to do. I turned my eyes and looked: I was bitten by its sharp white teeth on my right arm!

Oh, my God!

I was so scared that I threw the fireworks on the ground. This guy bit the fireworks as soon as he let go. ...

But fortunately, it was cold during the Spring Festival and I wore thick clothes. I took off my down jacket and rolled up my sweater. Not bad, but not bad, just a little red. I felt a sort of surge of relief. When I turned around, I saw it sitting on the concrete floor again, and a pair of big eyes were shining at me.

What an innocent look!

I took a "hate" look at it, and then stretched out my two hands and "severely" rubbed it on the head a few times before I was Japanese!

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There is a lazy dog named Xiaohu at home.

Dogs have become more and more lazy in recent years.

I squinted and lay lazily on the sofa. My sweater smells like winter sunshine and is very comfortable. When I look at my feet, I just see the guy who is getting fatter and lazier, lying in the arms of the sun and sleeping comfortably.

I put my foot on its round belly and sighed, so comfortable.

It doesn't even bother to move its ears. Maybe someone you know well. Keep your posture still, open your eyes occasionally and go back to sleep. You won't get up until dinner time.

Sometimes, when I sit on a small bench and read a book, it stands by, or stands, or sits, or lies prone, pricking up its ears from time to time, and then lies prone again. I put the book aside, and it lazily put its head on my lap, motionless. I occasionally pinched its ear for a non-threatening look, which looked really innocent. When you want to get up, it has to sit quietly. You look at it without saying a word, and it looks at you. How to describe that look with a word "Meng"?

Now I have been away from home for two weeks when I typed this article in front of the computer. Today's plum tree is more lush than in previous years, and it, a lazy guy named Xiaohu, is lying lazily under the plum tree, squinting and sleepy, waiting for me who hasn't come home for a long time as usual?