No, I have a local dog. It is the small pot cover I want to talk about.
-1-
Shortly after weaning, I bought the small pot cover from my hometown for 3 yuan. So when it first arrived at my house, it was just over two months old and had no name. I can't think of a good name for it at the moment, and in rural areas, dogs are generally not named. Just call it and it will wag its tail.
Later, I watched the domestic movie "An Official with a Small Pot Cover", which was quite interesting, so I named my local dog Xiao Pot Cover. Plus the dog's coat color, inherited the dog's mother's earthy gray, anyway, others say it's ugly, so I think the name "small pot cover" is quite appropriate with it, not to mention that it is a small male dog. Besides, a country dog must look like a country dog, and its name must conform to the grounded environment. That's settled.
I don't like to keep dogs tied up with ropes-dogs in the country are generally free. Without a dog leash, the small pot cover is free and more chic than me.
Because the small pot cover was only over two months old when it first came, we didn't specifically ask it to follow us when we went up the mountain to farm. But it walked with short legs, spread small steps, and followed from behind.
The small pot cover followed us over the mountains, but it didn't look tired. Instead, it led all the way. Although it is a place it has never been to, it can judge the way people want to go from the direction they walk. So it trod the morning dew and crossed the forest path, catching insects and grasshoppers with joy and excitement.
The grasshopper caught in the morning dew was frightened and suddenly jumped out of the grass beside the road, but its wings were wet and heavy, so it landed on the ground not far away. The small pot lid jumped up, raised two front feet, jumped down, and bit when the mouth kept up. It really caught me. I thought the small pot cover was just holding the grasshopper for fun, but I found it eating the grasshopper with relish. Then it dawned on me that dogs are carnivores. At ordinary times, almost all meals are fed to him, but he has to add meals to himself. It came from its own ability. What else can I say?
-2-
Since the dog is set free, it should be responsible for its behavior.
Soon, the small pot cover will be about eight months old. In terms of dog age, it is almost equivalent to a man of seventeen or eighteen. Sure enough, youth is used to get into trouble.
One day, villagers from other village groups came to visit. It is said that someone saw our small pot cover bite his goose to death. Why don't I know about my own dog? It spends most of its time working with us in the mountains, exploring in the jungle, or sleeping in the shade. When did it bite other people's geese? What's more, that village group is still miles away from our village group.
Me: My dog has basically followed us up the mountain. We haven't seen when it went to a distant place to play alone.
Villager: The geese that my family kept in the field were besieged by several dogs, and three geese were killed. Other villagers told me that he saw a dog with the same coat color and earthy gray as your dog, and followed other dogs to chase and bite the goose.
I: ...
Just say it's earthy gray, and I'm speechless at once. I never thought that the coat color of the small pot cover was so special that villagers dozens of miles away knew it was my ugly dog. Ok, then pay for it, and eat goose by the way, and people will sell us the dead goose.
Later, I heard that someone in Team 3, not far from our village group, also kept a gray dog. Later, I personally saw the dusty dog that wasn't my small pot cover. It was flying and trampling on other people's vegetable fields-it was so similar to the small pot cover that people who didn't look carefully and were not familiar with it could not tell it clearly. It's just that I know, nine times out of ten, the pot is the blame, and I can only carry the pot. If a dog can speak human words, he will certainly defend himself.
-3-
Xiaoguopan was completely unaware that he had taken the blame. He was still free, and even secretly talked about love, and he also staged a farce of "the dog died after being refined".
Suddenly, for a week, the whereabouts of the small pot cover were secretive, elusive, and I couldn't call it home. I didn't think about tea and rice, and I almost didn't come back for dinner. I just heard two neighbors who were more than ten meters apart say that the small pot cover always stayed at her house. I just realized that the pot lid was full of longing for love and went to pick up the little bitch.
The small pot cover has always been gentle, even lacking the roughness of the male dog and the heroic power of the male. Male dogs with little bitches have more than one small pot cover. People are queuing up to find the taste, and they are experienced male dogs with old drivers. There are more wolves than meat, and the small pot cover may only be sidelined.
After a week, the small pot cover finally came home unscathed. When I got home, it looked like it was dying. It lay fast asleep and quiet as if it were dead. I also love to ignore it. I don't open my eyes when I hold it. My hands and feet are drooping, my head is drooping, and I am so weak that I look like a dead dog. I was so frightened that I broke out in a cold sweat. I heard that dogs under one year old are difficult to keep, easy to get sick and difficult to treat.
I quickly went to town to buy an injection to save the dog's life, and immediately put the lid on "first aid". I've never given a dog an injection, but this time I'm completely in a hurry. A dead dog is a living dog doctor. I picked it up, and it looked like it was dying and weak. I shivered and stuck the needle into the muscle of its thigh root according to the doctor's instructions. I don't know if I was afraid or my strength was too small. The first needle went down and only a little bit of the needle tip went into the skin of the dog leg. There is no response to the small pot cover. I think it's hopeless, and even the needle has no strength to react. The second needle, I have to stick the needle into its muscle to inject the liquid medicine! I made a determined effort to stick it hard, which was enough-the lid of the small pot jumped up and threw off my needle, which was beyond my expectation! I want to catch it for an injection again, but it is impossible. Judging from my intuition and the reaction of the small pot cover, it is still full of healthy vitality, but it is only when it is exhausted that it will have such a realistic "dead" appearance.
My judgment was correct. After a few days, the small pot lid was alive and kicking again. In hindsight, I concluded that the small pot cover is chasing a little bitch in love, and I don't go home every day to cling to soft bubbles, and finally I am almost exhausted. Although it doesn't have a strong body and fierce fighting ability, how can it win the dog back if it doesn't have extraordinary endurance and perseverance?
From then on, the little pot cover often went to the neighbor's house to play with the little bitch, just making the neighbor's house its home. Then, in the later love season, other bitches took the initiative to come to find it, and I found out that it was quite charming.
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The hair of the small pot cover has three layers. The innermost part is short fluffy, thin and soft white hair that looks a bit like duck down. The outermost layer is rough soil gray hair, while the middle layer is thicker and longer than the innermost layer, thinner and shorter than the outermost layer, and the color of the hair is yellow and white.
I didn't expect that the small pot cover was still a "color-changing" dog. In winter, its coat color becomes dark and gray-black; In summer, its coat becomes lighter and a little yellowish gray.
I don't know why people always say it's ugly, but why don't I feel ugly at all? I think it is very special, and it has the appearance of a wolf. What's more, it is not aggressive, and it has never fought with other dogs, because it has never been injured.
I like to touch his head, but his first reaction is always to flash the dog's head and face me sideways. I thought it didn't like me touching it, so I decided to forget it. As a result, it leans towards me again, as if to say, touch me, I like it when you touch me. Then I can touch its head, face, and even open its mouth and look at its teeth.
Later, I found that the small pot cover rolled a layer of dog-made "perfume" on itself from time to time-chicken excrement and diapers wrapped in a bag of children's excrement that it found somewhere. Watching it roll excitedly and fondly on chicken excrement or a child's diaper, I dare not touch it casually.
A dog has a choice. I won't hit it or scold it. Let it be free and happy.
Later, I read a book about dog psychology, only to know that dogs like the smell of themselves. Therefore, it doesn't like the bath arranged for it by humans, especially the fragrance like shower gel that humans like, which is actually very pungent and uncomfortable for dogs. This explains why the small pot lid likes to put perfume with the smell of "shit" on itself, which is irresistible to it and stinks to people.
I don't regard my small pot cover as a pet, but as a dog. A dog is its nature and deserves the respect of human beings.