[Comprehensive] Cute Pet Diary

【Stay here, dear Su Yan Qingsang, the time traveler. 】

【Owner: Christine Lakos (Pet Shop Owner)】

In the morning, after being woken up by my lovely employee Little Nightingale, I lay on the bed hugging the quilt for a long time.

She tilted her head to look at the alarm clock, it was nine o'clock in the morning.

omg...i covered my face.

Not only did I forget to set the alarm clock, but I rarely overslept.

When I used to work on Wall Street, I often turned day and night upside down, and oversleeping was a common occurrence.But now my work is so smooth and without twists and turns, there will be such a day.

The reason for this situation is also easy to find--

Look at the big golden retriever who is looking at me at the door.

Last night I slept until midnight when I woke up suddenly.

This is a very strange feeling.I slept well, but I suddenly felt that I should wake up, so I woke up.

I got up in my pajamas and flip-flops looking for water.As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he immediately tripped over something unknown under his feet.

The moment I fell, I landed on top of something that tripped me.As soon as the bare/exposed skin touches the guy who tripped me I knew what it was.

After all, the only furry thing that can stay on the second floor is the big golden retriever I picked up a few days ago-this thing fell to the ground again.

I turned on the light and saw the big golden retriever lying in front of my bedroom door with his head facing the direction of the stairs.

This guy obviously wanted to sneak away while I was asleep at night.

The poor guy fell off the sofa for the second time and was very weak in itself. Being pressed down by me, he barely made a sound of "oooo", as if he was protesting or complaining.

But this sound has no vitality at all, but is very soft and cute.

Obviously hurt so badly, but still mess around!

I'm really fed up with it!

Looking at the bloody wounds on its body, I was so angry that I really wanted to fall on it again and just crush it to death!

I squatted aside, held its face in my hands, and met its pair of blue eyes that were still shining under the slightly dim light.

There are apologies and self-blame in these eyes, as well as gratitude and sadness, rich and complex, unnecessarily soft and cute, and unnecessarily distressing.

My full anger tank was emptied in an instant.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

With no anger, I changed the bandage and reapplied the medicine on the big golden retriever at night without any complaints.

This time it behaved unusually, obviously knowing that it was wrong.

I didn't stop, and I didn't want to stop: "You stupid dog, even if you miss your previous masters, you have to think about your own injuries if you want to go back to see them! And, even if you miss them all the time, They don't necessarily miss you!"

During the whole process, the big golden retriever kept staring at me.This caused me to look up and see my messy-haired madwoman reflected in its eyes.

It makes people a little uncomfortable.

When I said the first half, the big golden retriever kept blinking, and when I said the second half, it blinked faster.

Although he can't speak, this guy must have very, very rich psychological activities, maybe he is laughing at me or calling me stupid.

The words my father once said flashed through my mind like a barrage of bullets:

"Little animals living with humans are far smarter than you think."

It made me angrier the more I thought about it.

In the end, he not only patted its head, but also held its paw and threatened it: "I'll go back to sleep right away, if I wake up the next morning, you'll fall to the ground again... Humph."

Threats are meaningful.

Let the idiot guess what "Hum Hem" stands for.

After staying up late, I naturally wanted to sleep more, so when I hugged the big golden retriever to the sofa again, I thought about setting the alarm clock in my mind.

But when I lay back on the bed again, I fell asleep with the pillow on my face and forgot about the alarm clock.

This time the big golden retriever was very obedient, obediently stayed on the sofa and didn't go anywhere.Its eyes followed me all the way when I got up to wash, and it was still the same when I came back.

I stood in front of it, and it looked at me directly, with an inexplicable meaning flashing in its blue eyes.

Could this be... the meaning of asking for a reward from me?I thought.

Thinking of the way my lovely employee Little Nightingale usually used to comfort the pet babies downstairs, I squatted down so that my eyes were at the same level as the big golden retriever.

Then, I held up its head with both hands, first touched its forehead, and then kissed it lightly.

Looking at the big golden retriever again, it put on a masked expression again.

While stroking it gently, I said to it gently: "Thank you, you really listened to my words and didn't move around. What a good boy."

The big golden retriever came back to his senses, then changed his eyes and looked at me complicatedly.

I continued: "You are the first baby I met who is willing to get in close contact with me-although this 'willing' has some unavoidable elements...but I still want to say, dear, you Can you stay?"

Can you... stay with me?

Even if you say it, you may not understand it.

I swallowed this sentence silently, just rubbing its head.

My lovely employee, Miss Nightingale, just came up from the first floor and saw this scene.After watching around, she said, "Boss, you are a fast learner."

I shrugged: "It's good that you set an example."

Little Nightingale smiled: "Boss, you did a good job, but your movements are still too blunt. Look, you scared this big guy."

The big golden retriever was indeed a little stunned, but it didn't look like he was frightened by my actions.

I think it seems to be thinking about something.

——It’s really an unusual big golden retriever.

I stroked the back of the big golden retriever, tilted my head and said to the lovely little nightingale, "Why don't you come and show me?"

My big golden retriever actually stiffened a bit.

Little Nightingale smiled and shook her head: "Although I am very good at getting along with pets, boss, don't forget..."

"Compared to Wang, I still prefer meow."