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    ? Friday, December 25, 2020

    I saw a post on Weibo yesterday (is it called a post? I don¡¯t know, the elderly don¡¯t understand anything.), It said that a person¡¯s cat passed away due to illness, and after a while, he found it with himself  Maomao, who looks almost exactly the same as Maomao, is very attached to her. I don't know if it is the reincarnation of the last cat.

    Actually, I don't really believe in reincarnation. After all, there is no hope and no disappointment. Otherwise, I will always wait for the reincarnation and fate, and I will not be able to do anything well, and I am sorry for the latecomers.

    So Yangtangtang, I never thought about this aspect.

    But in my heart, I probably still feel that it¡¯s okay, if that heavenly place leaves me, then I also hope that it can come back to me.

    above.

    The next thing I want to talk about is my other dog, which was raised in front of Tangtang. It can¡¯t be regarded as my dog, but it can only be said to be my dog, because I didn¡¯t raise it myself. I was still in college when I raised it.  .

    The dog was born in 2008. I passed the college entrance examination that year, so I didn't go to college. I played at home for a year. I said it was a repeat study, but I didn't do anything. I raised a dog for a year.

    At that time, there were two dogs in the family, one orange-red lady (that is, Teddy, it was not popular to raise Teddy at that time, and Teddy was also a way of grooming the lady/poodle, and later it was called Teddy when it was called.  Di Le), a water spaniel, gave birth to dogs in 2008, the poodle gave birth to three, and the water spaniel gave birth to six.

    Later, when the dogs were older, they were given away and sold. There were two left at home, which were born to water spaniels (and a poodle), a coffee-colored Teddy and a light-golden Teddy.

    A year later, I went to college and lived on campus. My grandparents couldn¡¯t take care of the two dogs, so I gave away my light-gold Teddy brother, leaving only my brown Teddy sister, named Crawl.

    Climbing is called Climbing because he couldn¡¯t crawl when he was born. Ma Ma started to give birth to four dogs in the morning. We thought it was over, but in the afternoon he and his younger brother were born again, probably in Ma Ma¡¯s stomach  After holding back for a long time, I was not very energetic after birth, and I was a little listless.

    A few years later, I don¡¯t remember the exact year, but the dog disappeared when I came back from school. At that time, my grandpa was afraid that I would be sad, and lied to me that the dog had lost it.

    In fact, I was hit by a car and died, or my family told me after my grandfather passed away.

    I can¡¯t remember many things clearly, but I remember that the toy piglet that Climber likes is pink, and it was bitten. My grandma wrapped it with cloth of other colors and sewed it up.  dismantled.

    ? When Crawling and playing with piglets, I like to shake them around. It¡¯s not like shaking my head from side to side. I want to throw them into the sky. I almost lost my job several times.

    Climbing super protects me, my dad even gestures to beat me, don't look at it's small size, it doesn't hesitate at all, rushing over to bark at my dad.

    A few years after Crawling's death, my grandfather was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer, and the family never had a dog until five years ago, when Lala gave birth to a baby, so I had Tangtang.

    I have never felt that Tangtang is the reincarnation of Climbing, and I can even say that my feelings for it far exceed my feelings for Climbing, but sometimes, things really seem to exceed your expectations.

    Tangtang¡¯s favorite toy now is a little pink rabbit. It often throws its toys or leftover bone sticks to the sky. Tangtang is very protective of me. My parents can¡¯t speak loudly at me, otherwise it will  Just very angry bark bark.

    I often think of climbing when I see Tangtang playing, but there are many differences between them.

    I don't look forward to reincarnation, and I never feel that there is any connection between Tangtang and climbing. I even tell myself that it's just the same environment and love that have created their similar personalities.

    But vaguely, in fact, I still look forward to it in my heart. It seems that I am returning from an old friend, and I can look forward to the next life.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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