[Comprehensive] Cute Pet Diary

[The watchman waiting in the city. 】

【Owner: Jerome Ledford (Dentist)】

The little fox became acquainted with the Audens who lived in the florist across the street.

To be precise, he got acquainted with their little Shiba Inu named Mozart.

The little Shiba Inu would cross the road by itself every day during less traffic hours and come to the pet shop downstairs.

After accepting the caresses of the landlord and the little nightingale, it will stand at the bottom of the stairs, call a few times rather cutely, and then squat down, watching the stairs and waiting for the little fox to come down.

That posture is like a lookout.

The little fox is lazy and doesn't want to talk to it.

But the little Shiba Inu is very patient, and every time he can't wait for the little fox to go downstairs, he will take the initiative to go upstairs to find her.

I've started working these days, and I'm a little busy.Most of the customers who come to the dental office pay attention to the hygienic environment.This made me have to clean the upstairs several times every day before starting to pick up guests, so as to ensure that there would not be a single red hair rolling on the ground with the draft.

The considerate little fox also began to restrain her behavior, and I hardly saw her during working hours.When a customer comes, I get into my bedroom and wait until I tune her to the Internet TV.

A few times I went back to the bedroom to take a rest, and when I took a breath, I saw her using my laptop, beating the keyboard "snapping", as if typing.

After showing that he was different not long ago, the little guy didn't bother to hide himself anymore.

I wanted to go over to see what she was doing, but every time I went, I could only see her innocent expression and the news channel playing on the desktop of my laptop.

Most of the time, the Avengers went to save someone and accidentally smashed something, and finally Iron Man came forward to pay compensation.I've never quite understood why this colorful alliance should be so attractive to a fox.

There are also a few times when the screen shows a variety of designer cosmetics and clothes.I can't understand why the things that human women care about and love should be so attractive to a fox.

After the little Shiba Inu failed to call, he ran up with short legs.

I was preparing mouthwash for adult customers when I heard a strange sound like a monster invading from the stairs:

"Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom..."

Don't doubt, this is indeed the sound of a little Shiba Inu climbing the stairs.

Maybe because each step of the stairs is higher, the little Shiba Inu would fall every time he climbed three steps, and then he continued to climb without pain.

Why can't its legs grow longer?

At this time, we should be glad that it is a Shiba Inu and not a Corgi.

Otherwise, the sound upstairs at this time would not be "bang-boom-boom-boom" but "boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom".

After a long sound, the little Shiba Inu finally climbed up after a lot of effort.As soon as it stopped, it almost crawled down in a half-squat position, sticking out its small red tongue, panting heavily.

It is really not easy, every day on the third floor "bang bang bang bang" running and falling a few times.Both the Auden couple sighed, "Our Mozart seems to have lost weight recently."

With such a large amount of activity, it's hell if you don't lose weight.

Although my customers pay attention to hygiene, not many of them feel uncomfortable and unhappy when the small animals arrive. Most of them even think the tired little Shiba Inu is cute.

"Is this the treasure from the pet shop downstairs?" The guest smiled and pointed to the little Shiba Inu who was squatting on the ground and panting with its tongue out.

"No, it's from the florist across the street."

"Florist's?" The customer said, showing a thoughtful expression.At this moment, I knew that the florist's advertisement had been published again unintentionally.

If I have a chance, I will let the little fox go out and wander around, and someone will point to her and ask "whose house is this", and then someone will answer "it's from the dentist's office".

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"Little guy, what's your name?" The guest gently called the little Shiba Inu and asked its name with a smile.

Of course, it’s impossible for a Shiba Inu to speak, and I knew it was asking me: “Mozart.”

The guest tried to whistle, but it was a pity that the anesthetic/medicine in his mouth had just started to work, and he failed only by mouthing: "It's cool."

I twisted the muscles on my face, gave a smirk, turned around and knocked on the bedroom door, and the little fox opened the door and came out after a while.

I compared the little Shiba Inu with my thumb to the little fox whose eyes lit up over there: "I'm looking for you."

The little fox glanced helplessly, then looked up at me again.I took the opportunity to lip-synthesize and show her "Take it away".

I really don't want to advertise for flower shops anymore.

My clever little fox can even understand the language of lips, and he clearly raised his paw and walked towards the little Shiba Inu without making a sound on the ground.

The little fox bypassed the guest sitting on the operating chair without even looking at him, and went directly to the little Shiba Inu, and pressed down his paw before the bastard stretched out his tongue to lick her, and stroked its fur by the way.

Since the little fox appeared, the guests have been staring at it, and said with great interest: "Is this a cat or a dog? It doesn't look alike."

"It's actually a fox."

"Cool!" The guest's eyes lit up, "What's it called? It can't be Beethoven, can it?"

... Who stipulated that Mozart must correspond to Beethoven?What if I insist on calling her Salieri!

I continued to answer with a half-smile: "No, her name is Little C."

"Oh, there's no distinctive name." The guest curled his lips in disdain. The disdainful look made me decide to wait a little longer and pull out his teeth when the anesthesia was more than half effective.

The little fox rubbed the little Shiba Inu's head for a while, probably the soft touch had pleased her, and then she stretched out her paws contentedly and pushed the little Shiba Inu downstairs.

At this time, the guest who became less and less articulate yelled again: "They are leaving soon? Hey doctor, quickly call the little fox over and let me pet her!"

Hearing this impolite shouting, I frowned, and couldn't help but look at the little fox.

Before the little fox had gone far, he paused and turned his head to take a deep look at the guest.

That glance was so rich in content that I even had a murderous look on my face.This just shows that the little fox is unhappy in his heart.

I am also very upset.

This is a serious dental clinic. Although raising foxes is not voluntary, it is not raised for people to touch casually.

"The effect is almost there, let's start."

As I said that, I directly pinched the guest's chin, turned on the light, and forced his chin to look under the light.

Guest: "...Doctor, do you want to calm down first? Your expression looks a little scary."

I'm wearing a mask, but you can still see my scary expression?good eyesight.

"It doesn't matter, calm down is my endorsement," I said, and picked up a pair of tweezers from the tray beside me, "Come on, let me see... well, there are two more molars, they are very strong... Get in the way, pull it out."

The guest's voice trembled: "...Wait, doctor! Calm down! Just pull out one! I only have one pain! Doctor, wait! Wait—"

I held the tweezers and measured it in the guest's mouth, and glanced at the stairs outside the door in my spare time.

The pinch of red hair swayed away.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of "咚咚咚——" sounded.Don't doubt, the little Shiba Inu is always more chic when going down the stairs.

In the end, I just pulled out a molar for a client.When this dear guest left, he almost cried and handed me the money: "Doctor, you are so fierce..."

Next time you dislike Little Fox's name and want to tease her, I don't mind letting you see me in a more aggressive form.

When I sent this troublesome customer away, the little fox hadn't come back yet.

However, the landlord was free, so he brought tea and snacks to the third floor.

He is used to calling me downstairs to have tea and snacks at this time in the afternoon, and he also said that this is the habit of taking care of me.

But in fact, not all people in the rot country are used to insisting on afternoon tea.Not everyone has time for afternoon tea.

But the tea and desserts prepared by the landlord are very good, and I have no intention to stop him.

I happened to be packing my things, half of my white coat was taken off, and there was still a little smell of mouthwash and blood in the air.

"My place is dirty and messy, don't dislike it." I said, pointing to the small living room not far away.

"If this is called mess, then why am I still living downstairs? Just close the door early." Although the landlord was complaining, he was smiling.

The landlord did not put tea and desserts in the small living room, but brought them to the balcony.

I looked at him and didn't stop him.

The subordinates packed up faster, and the operating room was cleaned up like new in a short while.

I looked carefully at the ground again, and after confirming that I didn't find the red hair from the little fox and the yellow hair from the little Shiba Inu, I took off the mask and went to the balcony.

There is a ring of shelves for flower pots around the edge of the balcony, but I don't like growing flowers, so this ring is always empty.And because I hate dust, this lap has been kept spotless for a long time.

The landlord put the tea and desserts on the shelf, and the teacup in front of me was full of tea.But he didn't eat snacks, nor did he drink tea.

I sat down, took a sip from the teacup, and asked him, "Are you sure you don't want to take a sip of tea?"

The landlord smiled: "I don't like drinking tea very much..."

"Are you sure it's because you don't like tea, not because you don't dare to drink tea?" I asked calmly.

"... Oh doctor, do you know?"

"I saw the medicine you're taking," I answered him truthfully. "By the way, if it's not terminal cancer, I don't really recommend you to take those medicines for a long time."

The landlord smiled: "It's a pity that it was confirmed to be late not long ago."

I didn't know what to answer for a while, so I had to take a sip of tea: "Really?"

The air was silent for a while.

The landlady neither drinks tea nor eats pastries.He just sat with his chin resting in a daze, staring straight into the distance.

Holding my teacup, I followed his gaze unintentionally, only to stop at a tall building at the end of my line of sight.

That's where Wall Street is headed.

I coughed and said, "I met a troublesome guest today."

The landlord came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Troublesome guest? It's normal, just get used to it."

"Oh? Tom, have you ever met a top-notch customer?"

"Of course, we are all in business. There are people coming and going in the store. How can we not come across a few top products." The landlord said helplessly, "Sometimes the richer the person, the more cultivated, but sometimes Very uneducated."

"Well...then you haven't thought about going to another place to recuperate? For example, go to the countryside with a beautiful environment or something," before I finished speaking, the landlady looked at me with a bright smile, and I had to talk more and more. "It's not good to be tired all day long when you are seriously ill... You are not short of money, are you?"

And opening a shop on this not-so-busy street doesn't make much money.

"Jimmy," said the landlord, and turned his eyes to the distance again. I looked in the direction of Wall Street. "I didn't stay here because I lacked money."

"That……"

"It's just because the best view I can find is here." The landlady said this lightly, and then smiled softly, "I am not only a pet shop owner, but also a lookout. "

"..."

My heart moved, looking at the tall buildings on Wall Street, I suddenly remembered that when I first came here and talked to the landlord about his family, he seemed to have said that he had a daughter who worked on Wall Street.

So he's not a pet shop owner, but a lookout?

I turned my head, and the landlord was still staring at the tall building.I don't feel like I'm watching either a pet store owner or a city watcher.

Instead, I was looking at a father who silently loved his daughter.

I picked up the teacup again and took a sip of tea: "Tom, you have to be positive, I don't want to just rent your house and have to find another place because you died."

"Oh, doctor, can't you say 'you don't want to die' more simply and sincerely?"

"...shut up, old man."

Holding the teacup, I deliberately turned my head away to look elsewhere, and my eyes naturally went downstairs through the iron railing.

I saw a flower shop across the street full of flowers, and a red fox with a rose in its mouth.

She was squatting on the side of the road, waiting for the traffic to decrease.

Seemingly realizing that I was looking at her, the little fox raised his head and looked over from afar.I subconsciously moved my head away.

When I moved away, there was a feeling of "So I am also a lookout".

The downstairs car horn honked three times.

I heard a woman with a mature voice shout: "Dad? Dad, are you there? Come out and help me move things!"

I turned my head, and the landlady showed a bright smile on his old chrysanthemum face: "There you are! Chrissy, my sweetheart, welcome home!"

It is said that Mr. Landlord, who is still suffering from advanced gastric cancer, ran down the stairs cheerfully.

And I was still on the balcony, silently drinking the last sip of tea, and suddenly understood why the landlord named the little fox "Little C".

His daughter's name is "Chris"...