Have you ever had a pet? What warms your heart most about your pet?

Speaking of keeping pets, my favorite is puppies. As long as people ask me what animals I like, I will decisively say that I like dogs. If you ask me why, I don't know. I just think puppies are more loyal.

A little bitch I had before was small, and I don't know what breed it was. Because I live in the village, every household is the gate. Once I was alone at home, closed the door and didn't see the puppy. Because I'm afraid I won't open the door when it comes back, I will look at it from time to time. Then I found a black thing at the door. I just tentatively said a word, and the puppy kept barking excitedly at it. After opening the door, it wagged its tail at me and went to play by itself.

With the growth of age, I began to go to school in other places, and there are not many days to go home. But as soon as I got back, the puppy was full of excitement, like I wagged my tail and made a sound like a child, as if I hadn't seen my relatives for a long time. Once I found that the puppy's stomach was getting bigger and bigger, and I felt that it had a puppy. Every time it drags its heavy body to walk, I feel particularly funny. One night, it gave birth to five puppies. In the morning, I found that its stomach was small. I followed it and found its puppy in a hidden place. The longer it grew, the fatter it became. In the following days, he took care of his puppy carefully.

After that, our family moved to the city, but because we had a dog at home, we couldn't bring it to the city, so we let others keep it. This puppy seems to have spirituality. When we drove home, I felt that the dog at the intersection was particularly like my home. The result is really close. It shook its tail excitedly, with tears in its eyes, and kept running in the direction of home, as if leading us. No one knows how the puppy knew it was my car, and it was from then on that I felt that the puppy was spiritual.

Life will eventually die. Just one winter when I was in junior high school, it left and left my world. Although the dog's life span is only ten years, I still can't accept that it has left me. In fact, when I was at school, I dreamed about my puppy in my dream. When I woke up the next day, I felt extremely unwell. I always feel something bad has happened. When I got home, I couldn't help feeling sad when I looked at the footprints left by the puppy in the snow. Maybe this is the only trace it left. My mother told me that she buried her puppy under the tree. Every time I see someone else's puppy, I wonder if my puppy is doing well there.

Now someone asks me why I don't have a dog anymore. I would say, I don't want to accept the moment of parting from the puppy. That feeling is really sincere, and I believe that every dog lover will have a deep understanding.