On a rainy day a few years ago, I went grocery shopping and came out of the market to find myself being followed by a black-haired puppy. Its fur was twisted in strands, revealing a slightly pink flesh, ugly and dirty. I was disgusted, and walked forward quickly, and when I looked back, I found that it also quickened its pace, and I slowed down, and it slowed down, in short, it kept a safe distance from me, but it also meant to follow me.
Back in front of the rented building, I opened the iron door and the puppy was standing right behind me, so close that I could almost see its tiny front teeth. It looked at me, relaxed, completely unguarded, as if it was out of its mind to believe me. The look in it, as I realized later, was one of supplication, but it was very self-respecting, for it neither wagged its tail nor barked, but looked at me with round, watery eyes. But all I noticed was its somewhat ugly face and wet, smelly hair. I threw a steamed bun to pass it away, and then resolutely walked through the door. When I turned to close the door, it stood still, ignoring the steamed buns. I hid behind the window of the corner landing of the staircase to observe it, and it stared at the door for a moment, making sure that I would not appear again, and then walked away with the steamed bun in its mouth, and its back looked very depressed.
I told a friend about this, and this Xi used to carry a lot of ham sausages with him to entertain his friends with stray dogs, and when he heard this, he jumped up: "You should adopt it, it chose you." I muttered, "It looks really ugly......."Well, I'll admit I didn't do it right. "Later, when I went to the market, I looked carefully along the way, but I never encountered it again. Maybe it has been adopted, maybe it met a good person who is not afraid of trouble, fetched a basin of hot water, washed it well, and found that, wow, it turned out to be a handsome young man.
As far as I know, dogs that have had a stray experience are special. For example, my former neighbor had two puppies, one named Doudou, who had been raised since he was a child, and he was simply raised in the palm of his hand;The other is called Quan Quan, a stray dog that was picked up from the street. The personalities of the two dogs are very different.
Doudou is arrogant and domineering, at first glance, he doesn't know how to be blessed if he hasn't been guilty, he often bullies Quanquan, he has the upper hand in fights, and he always grabs everything when he eats. When an acquaintance came to the house, Doudou immediately looked like he was looking good, and pounced on all kinds of greasy, as if he wanted to remind Quan Quan, who was quietly huddled in the corner, that his status at home could not be provoked. Quan Quan, with a very good temper, maybe it has been beaten a lot of punches and kicks when begging for a living on the street, it is always very wary of people, never gets too close, and gives food, and it only hesitates to approach after several times to show its sincerity.
Although Doudou has a good life, compared with Quan Quan, he looks like he grew up in a greenhouse and has never seen the world, and he is not calm at all. When I heard footsteps on the stairs and the sound of the key turning in the keyhole, I immediately jumped up and down, screaming all the time, and I couldn't understand whether it was excitement or fear. When the owner enters the door, it immediately pounces on the owner for favor, and the emotional value remains high, making people worry that it will have a heart attack due to being too excited. Quan Quan always looked at the door calmly, and it was not until the owner came in that it approached, wagging its tail slowly, and brushing its presence very reservedly. It has seen the sinister rivers and lakes and understood in its heart: I already have a sheltered home, what more do I want?
It must be this reason, every night as soon as the host finishes eating, Doudou is excited, and rushes to the door, reminding the owner: "Hey, it's time to walk me." "Doudou is a road idiot, he has been lost several times, and even his life is in danger, even if he gave birth to a baby later, he has not changed the kind of problem of being startled, going crazy, and running around as soon as he goes out. Quan Quan enjoys staying at home so much that he even resists going out, he knows what life is like on the streets. Even if you go out for a walk, it is also closely following the owner, for fear of getting lost, every time you walk back after walking, it is very happy, see your own building, run over like a hundred meters sprint, stand downstairs and wait for the owner.
My parents have also been adopting stray dogs at home, and they have adopted many of them. Interestingly, these stray dogs who came to my house quickly realized that they did not come to this house to play treasure and eat rice, so they would always do what they could. Every now and then, a wild cat will pop into a supermarket in a small country town and steal a pack of pig's trotters or chicken wings from the shelves if you're not careful, and rats that come out at night can be a headache. The stray dogs adopted by my family, in addition to the janitor, are responsible for dealing with these guys. The most common scene in the supermarket is that the wild cat meows and escapes from the supermarket, followed by our family's "dog security guard". And stray dogs are also very clear about the bottom line, the snacks on the supermarket shelves are never touched, and even the biscuits scattered in the box are given to them by the owner, and they eat them.
There is a dog that we call Little Yellow and has been in my house for the longest time and has lived out his entire life. Xiao Huang is usually stationed in the supermarket, and when it is time to eat, my mother will deliver food to the supermarket workers, and Xiao Huang will cross the road and come to the small building of my house across the street, wherever he wants, waiting for my mother to serve him food. When the supermarket business is sluggish, it goes to the small building, dozes off for a while, and then goes to the supermarket to help. It will come out of the supermarket like a human and look back before leaving, as if to say, "You guys get busy first, I'll go rest for a while." Then he looked left and right at the car and crossed the road. Sometimes, it bumps into my mom in the middle of the road, and it doesn't pay attention to it, with a polite family expression.
In the winter dusk, the supermarket is too cold, Xiao Huang will sneak to my house from time to time to warm up, so the family can often see such a scene: it and his father sit around the fire, and his father watches anti-Japanese dramas, and it dozes off next to it. My mom came from the supermarket and greeted him: "Yellow, come on!".Knowing that he was going to go to the door, he got up and stretched a big lazy waist and slowly twisted his ass out the door. The stray dog Xiao Huang lived in our house for more than ten years, and at the end of his life, he went to heaven. To this day, when the supermarket is short of manpower, my mother will talk about it, and from time to time she will say things like "if Xiao Huang is here", just like talking about her own family.
I always remember my friend's words, "It chose you". Looking back and thinking about that ordinary morning, it also became wonderful: I was walking in the crowd, and it saw me, and it must have seen some of my virtues that it did not find in itself, so it chose to follow me, hoping to be a part of my life, but I failed it. If you are also followed by stray dogs, it is not rare for you to have steamed buns, but it just wants to give itself to you, and if you can, adopt it. You are chosen by it, and you sparkle in its eyes.