name of champion

Chapter 27 Mike's Confessions

Hello, my name is Mike, I used to be a stray dog ​​who was abandoned by the owner, but now I have a new home.

My new owners and I met one cold night in Saravo, they were nice people, so they took me home and I was no longer a stray dog.

The owner is a basketball player, and the player he admires the most is Michael Jordan, so he named me Mike, why did he name his dog the same as his idol?Those who love it don't understand, it's always weird to have a dog call their idol's name all day long.

I love my master and mistress very much, who is the mistress?Of course it is the owner's lover, they live together.Because the master often has to go to the competition, he has no time to take care of me, so I spend most of my time with the mistress.The mistress is a very nice person, she treats me like a child and often gives me snacks, but the master is very strict.He often trained me like an army, asking me to stand up straight, to lie down meekly, to stretch out my hand, and to do a lot of strange things.

2017 is over, and the world officially entered 2018 a month ago, and it has been 6 years since the end of the world, and I didn't exist in this world 6 years ago.

For a dog, eating, drinking, and having fun every day is the greatest happiness, but these days, I am beginning to feel sad.

The mistress has returned to China. It seems that she is going back to celebrate the Spring Festival. It is a Chinese festival, but I am a foreign dog. Why do Chinese festivals take away my mistress?

After the mistress left, the master was as depressed as a monkey in heat, which can be seen from the following things.

First of all, he spends more time with me. Logically speaking, I should be happy, right?But should I really be happy?The master taught me many incomprehensible commands, such as lying down, walking upright, feigning death, barking and so on.

It takes half an hour to practice, the dog is just an ordinary domestic dog, not so good physical strength, I am really in pain, mistress, when will you come back.

There is also food, usually, I eat the best dog food, and now is no exception, but ah, my snacks are gone.When the mistress was here, I could eat a lot of snacks every day, but now, all of them are gone!Evil Spring Festival, you give me back the mistress and the snacks!

The master was silent more often, he always sat alone, didn't say anything, the TV was on, played vulgar advertisements, and didn't cut the channel, as if it was purely for the purpose of adding more sound to the room.I want to say to the master, if I want other sounds, I can bark, but how about a piece of meatball?

It's a pity that I can't speak, I can only look at the master from a distance, he is afraid of loneliness, I know, he is very afraid of loneliness.

"Mike, do you miss Awei?" The master said to me suddenly.I could not speak, but let him know how I felt with longing groans.

"That's right, you're just a dog, and you can't talk." The master ignored me again.I am not happy, I want to eat snacks, snacks, my snacks.

A more terrifying thing happened, the owner started to sing, I swear to the dog god, the owner never sang before, but now, he sings lonely, God, why do I want to listen to such an ugly song, why I still don’t Snacks, master, the snacks are in the cabinet, please give me, please give me!

The master ignored me completely, immersed in his own world, and I could only jump and scream irritably.

"Mike, do you like to hear me sing? It sounds good, right?" The host felt good.

I do not like!I don't like it at all!not at all!
As the first domestic dog in the United States to write a novel, I have to disclose some evil things that the owner has done in private. He often took advantage of the mistress, and once when the mistress was not paying attention, he even hugged her from behind quietly, and then He did something shameless.

What's more, for his own curiosity (wanting to know whether the mistress has the habit of sleeping naked) he often sneaked into the mistress' room in the middle of the night. The guy took advantage.

There are still a lot of bad things. In order not to label my article as [-] banned, I can only point to the end. I hope readers will understand the rest.

However, what I have to say is that the worst thing he did was to stop my snacks, my snacks during the time when the mistress was away~~~
Many guests came to the house today, except for the familiar Meris, no one else had smelled it once. According to the owner, this was his teammate.God, standing with them, the master is as dazzling as a star, and these black people are all like beasts.

"Mike, miss me?" The bastard Meris wanted to pat my head.For the sake of the hot dog he brought me, I let him touch it, but this hot dog is really delicious, "Is there any more, I can let you touch it again." "W, Mike yelled at me. "Meris actually went to find the owner.

asshole!You missed the point!I want to eat a hot dog, give me another one, I will let you touch my ass.

"W, don't you have a girlfriend? I heard that you live with her, why didn't I see it?" That white man named Dewar actually took the initiative to mention my sad things.The master answered truthfully, and Dewar, the damned white guy, actually said something even more damned, "Then you should go to the nightclub with me to have fun."

asshole!Don't destroy the relationship between my master and mistress!

"Forget it, I don't like going to that kind of place, it's not suitable for me." The master's answer satisfied me, and I glared at Dewar while wagging my tail at him.Dewar saw me, "This puppy is so cute, it looks like an Akita Inu." "Akita, my uncle is an authentic American native dog!" I lightly bit his hand.

I have a question again, with the master's cooking skills, why do you invite so many people to eat at home?Does he want to treat everyone to scrambled eggs?That's not so good, I want to eat chicken legs, I want to eat duck liver, I want to eat pig's trotters even more!
The host solved my doubts and prepared a sumptuous meal for his teammates by ordering food.

"W, there is a microphone in your house. Do you usually like to sing?" Merris discovered the props used by the master to harm me.The terrible thing is that the owner denied it in front of me, "I never sing, that's what Awei bought."

"Oh my god, master, how can you lie!" I really wanted to stand up and explain everything.

Well, Merris's solo concert has started, these guys are too crazy, even such an ugly song can get high, my God, this singing voice is poisonous.

"Master, please come out and sing, I suddenly found that the song you sing is very nice." I bit my master's shoe, trying to drag him out to sing, but was rewarded by the master, "Mistress, I miss you."

"I believe I can fly~~~~~~~" Merris began to destroy the classic songs.The master's other teammates also toasted and drank, don't you have to compete tomorrow?Bastard, at least give me a hot dog!

It's ten o'clock in the party, the crowd is crazy and finally leaving, I jump on the chair and look, the meaty things are all eaten, I hate them, "Wow!"

"Sorry, Mike, I forgot to prepare dinner for you." The owner picked up the dog food and filled my bowl, "Eat it, and go to bed when you are full."

I really want to overturn this bowl of dog food, "I want to eat hot dogs! I want to eat hot dogs!"

"Awei will be back tomorrow, Mike, do you miss her?" the master said suddenly.I was going crazy with joy, "Wow, woof, woof!"

I ran wildly around the house, celebrating the news, and the owner thought I was crazy and kicked me again, but it didn't stop me.

"Come back soon~~~I can't take it anymore~~~~Come back soon~~~~~Ah wow!" I yelled, "I'm a purebred American wild dog, how can I sing Chinese songs? But I Really happy!"

By the time the master cleaned up the house, it was already 10:30, and by the time he finished taking a shower, it was almost eleven o'clock.

"Mike, you seem to have lost weight." The master finally found out about it.

Can I have a snack?I looked at him expectantly, but he turned off the light and said, "Good night, Mike."

"Wow!" I barked, this horrible life will end tomorrow, great!

Well, this is what I want to tell you today, as the first dog in the United States to write a novel, I hope you like my article, if I have the opportunity, I would like to write some other things, that's all.

　pure spoof

　　
　
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