daily life of wild animals

The rain was torrential, the wind was blowing up suddenly, the sky was cloudy, and when you looked up, you could only see silver threads falling. The powerful raindrops washed the mud in the alley, knocking out shallow pits one after another, and the road became more and more muddy. .

Mo Xu didn't have the slightest intention of taking shelter from the rain, he just hoped to leave here as soon as possible, find a place where no one disturbs him or Wang disturbs him, and enjoy his old age peacefully... Of course, it doesn't matter if you are restless.The wounds on his body have healed, and his legs and feet are much more agile, but his paws are stuck in the wet mud, as if he is moving forward in the snow. The melted mud seeps in through the nails, and every step he takes Feel bad.Mo Xu finally went back to the main road, thinking to himself that no one is there in the middle of the night, so he should press the road!

This is also something that he had never thought about before. In the laboratory, being able to see the sky is a very good reward. There are many words about people's daily life that he can understand, but he can't imagine.

The road in the small town is not too wide, but two cars can pass in parallel at the same time. There is a green belt beside it, and there are many saplings of uneven thickness, some of which are obviously very fresh, tender green, and the poles are so thin. They were bent over by the heavy rain, and some were barely persevering, swaying and completely unable to play the role of shelter from the wind and rain.

Mo Xu came out of the winding alley, and started to walk on the asphalt road step by step, paw and mud spot. Those fine and small pieces of rubbish were picked up by the sanitation workers before they could be picked up by the sanitation workers. The rain washed mercilessly to both sides of the road. At this time, there was splashed rain on the ground, and there was nothing else.As he walked, he wondered if it would be easy to freeze to death with wet fur in such a cold night, not to mention that he kept walking against the wind like this, and his paws were almost too stiff to stretch out.

Good job!

God for good. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Mo Xu planned secretly, thankfully he ran out of the pet shop and caught up with a timely rain, but when he walked past a trash can, he couldn't help but stop.It is true that the sound of rain, wind, and running water is in my ears, but where does this whimpering and trembling sound come from? !He moved the hairy ears on his head, and looked back cautiously. The road was straight and there was no one, cats, dogs, birds, etc... On a rainy day, normal creatures would not come out for a walk.

Could it be a legend, a book, or a TV show...a ghost.

This realization made Mo Xu a little creepy, but think about it, it makes sense for people to see hell, but for dogs to see hell... such as hanging dogs, drowning dogs, etc.?

Is Black and White Impermanence also a Wang Mao face!

"Oh..." A small barking sound seemed to come from a trash can by the side of the road.

Mo Xu was sure it wasn't his auditory hallucinations. Although he didn't want to meddle in other people's business, this pitiful moan was so weak that he could distinguish one or two with his developed hearing, so he couldn't help sighing secretly, and ran all the way He glanced over to the trash can.

This kind of trash cans made of iron sheets can be seen everywhere in small cities. Although they are not as high-end and elegant as those made of wood, and their shapes are not beautiful, they are just ordinary cylindrical ones. Each trash can is equipped with a lid that can be opened to cover the stench emitted by the rotting waste inside.

As for the one on the side of the road, the iron cover had already been blown away by the strong wind, which saved the effort to step on the flip switch. Mo Xu was not high enough to see the bottom, so he stretched out his claws to grab the edge of the trash can and stood on tiptoe. I poked my toes inside, and there was no rubbish in the trash can. Obviously, the environmental protection workers replaced it with a new big black plastic bag before it rained in the evening. He raised his furry head with all his strength, squinted his eyes and let out a weak cry.

The amount of precipitation tonight is terrific. A lot of water has been blown into the trash can by the wind. The heads of the three puppies are almost submerged. I don’t know which adult wild dog is so thoughtful and abandons the cubs here. , Mo Xu thought, maybe the other party just hoped that his children could live longer, that the trash can would be drier and warmer, and that if he was lucky, he could still eat the food in the trash.

He didn't want to be nosy. The fate of these puppies seemed to be doomed to death. Most people would not pay attention to these trivial matters.But Mo Xu couldn't just watch the three little lives drowning in front of him like this, no matter if they were ruthless or indifferent, they were right in front of them, within their power, if they were dying, they were still worthy of being dogs... When they were human, they couldn't take care of it anymore However, being a dog also requires integrity.

Although he doesn't really like his fur paws, dog face, and "woof" when he speaks...

The trash can is very big and heavy. Although the iron sheet that has been through many vicissitudes is not very thick, it is still the weight of iron. Mo Xu tried to push it a few times, but found that it would be a bit laborious to knock it down, and the pups might not be able to wait for too long. After thinking for a moment, he grabbed the edge of the iron bucket vigorously, and jumped up, most of his body entered the trash can, with his hind legs against the barrel, and gently hooked the three puppies out with his paws.After putting it on the ground, he subconsciously licked the hairs of the three little milk dogs, one black, one yellow, and one gray. They were all shivering on the ground at this moment, and after being drenched by the rain, they looked even smaller. After licking it twice, Mo Xu suddenly realized that he was stupid. In the storm, no matter how hard he tried, his hair would still be wet!

He looked around, lowered his head, picked up one of the little puppies, put it under the eaves of a shopping mall not far away, and went back and forth several times before transporting all three puppies there.For the convenience of selling items outside, this kind of shopping mall will make a very large rain roof. You can’t stay in the daytime, and you will be chased away by the security guards. No one has a problem with peeing.

When he opened his mouth and put down the third palm-sized hair ball, the rain still did not decrease. The little milk dogs squatted on the ground obediently with their short legs, and their wet black eyes were full of dependence. dog.Mo Xu licked their fur dry one by one. It would be great if he could have a clean and warm towel. Now he can only use his tongue... When he felt that the licking was almost done, he raised his head and found his mouth A little sour, Mo Xu moved the stiff muscles under his face, flicked his tail and turned around to leave, the matter has come to this point, his benevolence is exhausted, his own dog who wants to die is destined to be unable to save anything, do you want to let the three cubs follow him to experience a A thousand and one ways to die?