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At the end of 20 19, I fell ill and had to resign and go back to my hometown to rest.
Although it is my hometown, I have moved to the county for ten years and have been studying in other places. I can describe this place as strange.
I just got back and can't work. I stay at home every day, sleep, eat, read books and go out for a walk in the street in the morning and evening.
Jamie is not a name, but a dog.
To tell the truth, I have never taken the initiative to raise a dog before, for fear that I can't stand all kinds of trivial things, and because there is no suitable opportunity.
One day, a friend came to see me, saw my beard was messy, and said that he was like a lonely old man, half joking and half distressed. I don't remember that I haven't shaved or changed clothes for several days. I don't go out or date at ordinary times, so I naturally don't care much about my image.
When I finally left, my friend suddenly said, why don't you send Jiami here? I am your companion.
I was moved for a moment, probably because I was lonely for too long and wanted to have a companion, so I didn't think too much and nodded and agreed.
A few days later, my friend really brought Jamie here after work.
It is said that dogs have spirituality. It seems that he already knows that he is going to change his home. He has been on pins and needles since he entered the room.
I have been rubbing my head against my friend and whining, probably to get the last comfort from my friend. What is more exaggerated is that no dog has peed at home since he was sensible, but he has both shit and pee.
Later, I learned that this is a stress reaction of dogs under extreme tension.
When she went downstairs to see her friend off, Jiami cried at the top of her lungs, starting with a screaming heart and finally turning into a wronged sob.
He probably knew that his master had left him, desperately wanted to find him, and frantically pulled me to run in the direction where the car disappeared, shouting. The dog rope almost missed several times.
It is already dark in late autumn, people come and go on the road, and lights are scattered on Jiami. He is like a lost child in panic.
At that moment, I clearly felt his sadness, which spread to my body and mind.
It turns out that animals and people are the same when they are sad.
The lonely life suddenly merged into the fresh life, which was hard to accept for a while, so that it took Jiami a long time to get home, and I gradually adapted to his existence.
He shares a room with me at night. I am often awakened by dreams at night, and I hear slight breathing and snoring in a daze. I just remembered that I'm not alone now, and I have a stupid dog at home.
I leaned over to listen to his rhythmic breathing, slept soundly and felt warm in my heart.
When you first arrive in a new environment, insecure dogs are particularly alert. When I turn over or get up, he will sit up and stare at me with wide-eyed eyes. When I go to drink water or go to the toilet, he will follow me like a follower.
During the day, whenever I get dressed and get the key, no matter what I am playing, the dog will immediately put down what he is holding and wait at my feet or door for the first time, which really makes people angry and helpless.
In order to enhance my relationship with Jamie, I take him for a run every night.
Once we ran to the suburbs, the road was wide and there were few people, so we simply laid the traction rope and let him play by himself.
On the spacious road, Camry is as crazy as a child. I followed, and he looked back from time to time to confirm whether I followed. Seeing that I was far away, he stopped to wait for me. Seeing me following, he continued to run.
Seeing that he was sexually active, I wanted to play hide-and-seek with him on a whim, so I hid behind a nearby tree when he wasn't paying attention.
As I watched, the dog ran away by itself, and suddenly turned around and found that I was gone. Look around blankly, then stop running forward and start running back.
After running back for some distance, I still didn't see me, and finally realized that I had lost my master. He obviously panicked, paced back and forth with small steps, constantly smelling the smell, trying to find my trace.
I saw that his ears were straight and his brow was tight, and he was about to cry. He felt funny and thought he was stupid, so he coughed gently, and the dog's ears were numb and he rushed at me at once.
I found myself hiding behind a tree, jumping with a bear and crawling on me, just like a hide-and-seek child who found his father, his tail sticking up to the sky happily.
I am happier when the dog is happy.
I have hardly set an alarm clock in the morning since I had Jiami.
At the end of six o'clock, Jiamei will wake up on time, and then he will walk around the room like a mountain patrol king to make sure whether I wake up or not.
It was very slight at first, and there was almost no movement. If he finds me still sleeping, he will go back to sleep in the corner.
Half an hour later, his patrol began again.
Maybe he thought he gave me half an hour to sleep, so at this time, he was no longer afraid of whether it would affect my sleep, and his short legs were fluttering on small steps. ...
Walk from the door to the wall, then turn around and walk back, with a regular route and a rhythmic pace. ...
I couldn't help it anymore, and I sat up with the anger of getting up, ready to be furious ... But the dog will come and sit on the bed at once, looking at me innocently and wagging its tail happily, probably smugly: Look, I finally woke you up.
Many times, I hope Jiami is just a stupid dog and lives happily, but his sadness from time to time makes me realize that he actually knows everything.
At the end of April, when the epidemic ended, my sister went back to school and showed me the soft side of dogs again.
It was time to go to bed that night, but Jiamei didn't go back to her room to sleep. I shouted for a long time but nothing happened. As a result, I went out and found him lying quietly at the door of my sister's room, with his little paws on the pillow, without saying a word.
I called his name, and he looked up at me, his eyes moist, like wet tears. I suddenly realized that he was probably sad. Usually, his sister plays with him in the evening, but he hasn't seen his sister until now. Maybe he can't understand where the little girl who played with him and fed him delicious food went.
I squatted down to touch his little head and told his sister to go back to school. She will be back in a few days. Let's go back to sleep.
Confused, the dog staggered to his feet, lowered his head and went back to his corner to lie down.
I almost cried when I looked at his sad appearance.
Maybe dogs don't understand human learning and work and are busy making a living, but most of them know joys and sorrows, and they will be sad if they don't meet the people they like.
The company of a dog is undoubtedly warm for a person's life, but keeping a dog is not an easy task.
Walking the dog every morning and evening is the basic accomplishment of a shovel officer, day after day, rain or shine. In addition, dogs are picky eaters and get sick, so I began to hang out in various forums and groups, frantically tutoring the knowledge of dogs.
It's been a year before I know it. I share the posts of Er Gou Zi every day, and many people consult me. Only then did I realize that I had changed from the initial white to a "senior shovel officer" who could basically solve daily problems.
Dogs are a very clever species. They have their own happiness and sadness. They will fight with you and express their friendship and love to you. So many times, I have an illusion that I actually raised a child who can't talk.
Looking at the calendar two days ago, it suddenly occurred to me that Jamie had come to see me for a whole year. I made two eggs specially that night. It was a beautiful day and should be celebrated.
The past is only one year, and there are many years to come. In this process, Jamie and I grew up together.
The weather in late autumn is getting colder and colder, and it is cold everywhere.
I brought Jamie to the store as usual. I was sorting out the handiwork on the shelf in the window, and Jiami stared at my feet in a daze.
A long time ago, I wrote a passage:
"The most lonely thing is that in the early winter afternoon, I accidentally fell asleep after reading the book. When I woke up, the cold room was empty, it was already dark, and the mobile phone was still playing songs alone. "
At that time, I never thought there would be a second dog.
In fact, for Jamie, I had the opportunity to feed him a long time ago, but I was forced to give up for various reasons. Who ever wanted to turn around in time? He came back to accompany me in my loneliest days.
You see, the wonder of fate often lies in its uncertainty. No matter what we have longed for and missed, they will come to us in another way.
Just then, I was coding, and a silly head crept out from under the table and looked at me stupidly. The afterglow of the sunset just fell on him.
This is a magical fate.
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