When I saw the news today, I really cried to death.
A search and rescue dog saved 36 lives, but could not save his own.
When the 36th life was saved, it rushed into the rubble again to save people, but it collapsed badly, and by the time it was rescued, its internal organs had been crushed.
There is also a search and rescue dog "Fatty" because he was accidentally scratched by the glass when saving people, and the wound has been bleeding without saying a word during the search and rescue, until the trainer found that his legs were full of blood, and "Fat" was still a girl.
Fortunately, the final reply did not hurt the muscles and bones, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
I saw a comment on her and he told me: She He respects search and rescue dogs, but stray dogs are stray dogs.
I'm really speechless?I really want to ask who defines it like that?Do they know?Can stray dogs make their own choices?Aren't they all chosen by humans?
Then why didn't anyone say: a stray dog went to warn humans before the ** came. Why doesn't anyone say these things?
Dogs don't say loudly when they save people's lives, but if a bad dog does something wrong, he will use a magnifying glass to magnify it infinitely, so big that some people rely on justice to mutilate innocent puppies.
It's really ironic to see that the last picture is really infuriating, its kind is saving humanity, and humans are eating their kind.
I don't call on everyone to work together to protect animals, but please some people you can not protect, but please don't hurt.