[Bailey] Live for Ethan

My name is Bailey. I am a cute and intelligent dog. Boss Ethan usually proudly calls me the dog boss.

Alas, I miss my boss Ethan, I don't know if I can see him again, I don't know if Ethan, my mother, grandparents are still sad.

I really don't want to upset my dear Boss Ethan.

But now in front of me is another huge problem, this fat human being that I possess.

Through the mirror, I can see his thick double chin and the fat accumulated on his stomach. Even with my own dog’s aesthetics, I can judge that he is ugly!

In his memory, I found some not-so-good memories, such as the quarrel and divorce of his parents, and the death of his grandmother who depended on him not long ago. This last straw broke his spiritual bond.

As a result, he had an asthma attack not long ago and passed away.

Alas, this is really a poor fat man, not as strong and confident as my boss Ethan!

It's almost noon, and through memory, I know that at this time, I can bring some money and go to the school cafeteria for dinner.

The first few steps were really difficult for me.As a dog who was a few minutes ago, I am not used to having two legs.

Fortunately, the smart dog boss got used to it in a while.

Walking on the wide tree-lined road, I have to sigh the richness of colors in the eyes of human beings. Green leaves, red flowers and white pistils are not as monotonous as when I was a dog.

When I arrived at the restaurant, I sniffed, toast, bread, pretzels and meat.Aww, I haven't had such a good appetite for a long time.

There were people coming and going in the restaurant, men and women intertwined with each other, the voices were noisy, it was really lively!

Now, Bailey can look at these men and women with pride.

When I came to the window to pick up the meal, I took out the banknotes from my pocket and imitated the tone of the fat boy in my memory.

"...here... for...pretzels...and...meat..."

The imagination is really good, but the feeling of trying to speak for the first time is a bit bad.The evidence is that the middle-aged woman in the food window looked at me strangely.

Maybe she was just intimidated by my excessively sparse hair.

I took my own lunch and looked for a seat.

Following the memory of this poor fat boy, go to the remote corner by the window where he often likes to sit.

There, you can escape most of the noise.

However, God's will is unpredictable after all.No one knows what will happen in the next second.

Like a few minutes ago I was a dog and a few minutes later I was a boy named Bailey.

Just like now, I saw my boss Ethan eating lunch lonely in that remote corner.

Aww, my boss Ethan!

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