[Comprehensive] Cute Pet Diary

[Battle in the bath. 】

【Owner: Christine Lakos (Pet Shop Owner)】

Taking advantage of the fact that winter has not yet fully entered, on a sunny morning, Little Nightingale proposed to take a bath for all the existing pets in my shop.

As soon as she said this, I felt hopeless.

Anyone who has kept pets knows that no matter how well-behaved, familiar and obedient your pets are, once they see the water, each of them will become a beautiful cold wife and a female general of the Republic of China, as if they are about to go to the battlefield.

my Lord……

I couldn't help covering my face.

Bathing pets can be a disaster.

There are a lot of small hamsters in my store that cost five dollars a lot. They are fun to look at and easy to sell.

These little guys can be ignored directly, as long as they are given foot bath sand, they can solve their personal problems by themselves.

But sometimes I can also find things like melon seed mealworms they saved in the bath sand that I changed.

Simply.

Because in the last quarter of this year, there are not many slightly larger aliens like mews left in the store, and they can almost be counted on two hands.

Even so, when I changed into my overalls and prepared to bathe them, I was still on the verge of an enemy.

Leaving aside whether they are willing to wash it or not, when I walked in front of them, the moment they saw me, they had already started "Wow, meow, meow hates the chorus of the store manager" mercilessly.

Damn, is it easy for me to be a pet shop manager!

The bath has begun!

The pet escape contest has also begun!

The water throwing your face competition will follow!

Then, I was thrown into the water basin by a group of little bastards, no, little bastards.

This group of brats didn't finish yet, they took local materials and made a splash on my body.

I'm really a fucking dog.

When I got up from the water tray in a daze, Little Nightingale was very disgusted: "Boss, if you can't help, then don't help, okay?"

Me: "Can you blame me! Blame me!"

The cats quickly finished washing and went to the pet dryer to dry their fur.

Little Nightingale, who has served cats perfectly, is indeed the backbone of my pet shop. This kind of understanding, ingenious, and helpful beautiful girl is rare.

The dentist on the third floor once wanted to pry me against the wall: "Little Nightingale, are you interested in becoming a nurse assistant on the third floor? Your salary will be doubled~"

For this kind of blatant immoral behavior of poaching, my countermeasure is to increase the salary of Little Nightingale, and increase the rent of Mr. Dentist.

However, Little Nightingale, who was devoted to her cute pet, decisively rejected Mr. Dentist.

Although Mr. Dentist insisted on it again and again, after seeing how Little Nightingale swatted the fly, he never mentioned it again.

Because the little nightingale hits flies, it usually makes a spider web on my wall or glass.

——This is a terrifying existence that looks like a lolita, but inside is a supernatural woman... orz

Generally, I dare not refuse when she asks me for leave.

——I am really afraid that if I am not careful, I will become a spider web under Little Nightingale...

Little Nightingale was very helpless: "Manager, get up quickly, you can see that the puppies have all run away!"

I crawled out of the basin sadly: "Run, run, anyway, these little bastards can't go out at night..."

"They're jumping on the couch you just bought for a husband."

"What? Quickly help me up! See if I don't want to kill them!"

With the help of Little Nightingale, I finally stood up completely naked, and as soon as I stood firm, I wanted to chase those bastards who harmed my new sofa.

At this moment, the big golden retriever captain I took in came down the stairs.

Because of its injury, its pace is slow, but it walks very vigorously.Step by step, it slowly paced down the stairs and sat firmly on the last step.

It looked up at me, seeing my current miserable state, with a smile on its face.

It's too late for a dog, and this big dog is actually laughing at me.

My face twitched, and I was just about to hug this little heartless bastard and give it a few mouthfuls, but I saw the group of puppies who had just run away came back again.

Puppies have a habit of following adult dogs.

Seeing the big golden retriever captain sitting here, they came over curiously, wagging their heads, rubbing against its legs, and scratching its tail from time to time.

The captain was surprised by the enthusiasm of these little guys.The puppies licked it, pounced on it, and bit it, and it looked at them with an interested expression.

Finally, he teased them by wagging his tail, which I had never seen him wag before.

Seeing the enthusiasm of the puppies, I sincerely feel despair.

I have served them with food and drink for so long, and they are not as good to me as a big dog that I just picked up a few days ago.

Let me tell you, it's easy for me, the store manager, to get petty emotions like this!

When I was downcast and hit, the captain tilted his head and glanced at me, then turned his head to look at the big water basin not far away.

I don't know what it got or how much it got, but it carefully raised its paw, walked around the noisy puppy and stepped on the ground, and started to walk towards the water basin.

Taking one step at a time and then turning around, it walked unhappily, and the pups behind actually followed up.

I probably understand the intention of the captain.

The height of the water basin is a bit difficult for puppies, but for the captain who is much taller than other golden retrievers, it is simply a small case.

I saw that it even tried the water temperature with its paws, and stepped in when I was satisfied, then shrank aside, waiting for other puppies.

It is easy to have a role model.

After a sound like hail, four or five cubs all entered the water.

I was still in a daze, the captain had already passed the eye knife, I quickly grabbed the pet shampoo and rushed over, rolled up my sleeves with Little Nightingale and started washing.

During the busy process, the captain never took his eyes off me.It was quietly soaking in the water, its golden hair floating on the water, and its blue eyes seemed to be able to reflect light on the water.

Little Nightingale stabbed me on the elbow—it really hurt, she motioned for me to wash the captain with her eyes.

Considering that it has been with me for more than a week, I have not bathed it in consideration of its injury.

Now is a rare opportunity, so of course we have to give it a shot.

I didn't expect that it would be tiring to bathe an ignorant puppy, and even more tiring to bathe a sensible golden retriever.

I just watched the gorgeous life of the reborn Xia Qingrui of the still very docile and gentle captain.

As soon as I stretched out my hand, it immediately stretched out its paws to stop it, with a vigilant look on its face.

I persuaded earnestly: "Baby, be obedient, it's time for you to take a bath."

Do not listen.

"Baby, if you don't take a bath, what's the difference with those bastards next to you?"

Still claws out.

"Baby, wash it up, don't be shy, I promise I won't do it like last time, and I will never touch your cock."

……

The captain stood still for a moment, looking at me with deep eyes.

At this moment, I feel that there must be rich and colorful psychological activities in its heart.

As I was thinking about it, it suddenly swung its paw sideways and covered my face with bath water.

As a rational adult, I naturally can't let such a big golden retriever look down on me: "Fuck me, it's y to be an old lady if she doesn't show off her power!"

So I just—smeared it all over the face with bathwater, too.

The captain, whose face was covered with water, looked unbelievable.

It didn't respond yet, and the puppy next to it couldn't sit still, and then started splashing water.

What kind of dog-planing breaststroke style, the water spray greeted the captain's face.

Make the captain very embarrassed.

I can't stop laughing hahaha.

Really, it's rare to be so happy once.

"Boom~" A loud noise stopped my laughter abruptly.

The innocent little Nightingale was implicated, and her face was covered with bath water.She wasn't happy at all.

So she popped the pet shampoo bottle with her bare hands.

Creamy shampoo slid down her wrists.

Little Nightingale smiled: "Fun?"

All of us, uh, one plus size all dogs subconsciously shrunk their necks.

The puppies under her stopped making trouble, and obediently looked at her pitifully with puppy eyes, letting her do whatever they wanted.

I exchanged glances with the captain.

Its eyes are still full of reluctance, but some compromises are slowly growing.

I couldn't help touching its head: "Baby, you can't wash it yourself, let me help you."

It glared at me, and I blinked desperately in a pure and innocent way.In the end, it completely compromised, tilted to the side of the basin, and let me get started.

I smiled and wiped the shampoo all over its body. When I wiped it on my chest, I felt the unusually firm touch, so I couldn't help touching it for a while.

After a few clicks, the blue eyes locked on me.

Me: "Short oil, good breasts, captain."

captain: "..."

It really doesn't want to listen to me anymore.