From May to June 2015, my sister's family traveled to Tibet and left the pregnant woman at home to me to take care of.
So I started the days of getting up in the morning and going to her house to take the dog for a walk after washing up.
Almost every day's itinerary is as follows: get up, walk the dog, go to work, get off work, walk the dog pain and happiness!
At the end of June, the sister's family finally came back. I thought I was liberated, but unexpectedly, the family turned around and went to the dam again. So I was free for two days and continued to let the dogs go.
On the night of July 4th, the pregnant dog mother showed signs of labor, but I asked an acquaintance who opened the dog farm, and said that she should not give birth that night, so I went home normally after walking the dog.
Unexpectedly, when I went to pick up the dogs from my sister's house the next morning, the mother dog had already given birth to several dogs.
I have to mention here that the dog¡¯s mother is a black Labrador, and the dog¡¯s father is milky white, but because the dog¡¯s mother¡¯s black genes are too strong, the six puppies are all black, and one of them is of poor color. None of them, laughing and crying.
My Tang was the last born, the youngest, and the only girl who survived.
The first one was also a girl, but when I went, it had already returned to Wang Xing, probably because the dog mother was inexperienced and would not be able to strip the afterbirth and suffocate it to death. I tried to salvage it, but unfortunately it didn't work.
So sometimes I feel that many things are really determined in the dark.
We named each Gouwa, and besides Tangtang, the only ones I remember now are Xiaoxiong and Xiaopo. I¡¯m sorry for the other two children.
After the full moon, the puppies were given away one by one after being vaccinated, leaving only my hall.
Dog mother - Lala, treated her only daughter really well at that time.
I remember one time at my house, I took two small animal biscuits, and gave one to Lala, but Tangtang didn¡¯t give it to Lala, so Lala kept holding the biscuit in her mouth and refused to eat it. As soon as I turned my head, it spat out the biscuit I gave it to my daughter.
No matter what you do, always give way to me.
However, this behavior has only been maintained for about a year.
Now Lala can't eat with Tangtang at all, she will be very anxious to finish her own meal, and then go to grab Tangtang's.
And the gluttonous ghost Tangtang will get out of the way most of the time, and give his food to Ma Ma, which is unexpected filial piety, laugh. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com