I went to my friend's place last weekend. Something felt different after I entered the house. Then, I realized the difference: their dog, Looney, who used to jump on me as soon as I stepped inside, was nowhere to be seen.
“Where is Looney?” I asked, trying not to show too much curiosity.
“She is gone.”
“Gone? Do you mean she ran away again?”
“No. We had to put her down as her kidney failed.”
I felt my throat choked and struggled to find words to continue the conversation.
“Oh, that is sad.” I mumbled.
After recovering from the shock, I could not help but wondering why I was so emotional about a friend's dog that I hardly see.
Well, to be precise, Looney was not even my friend's dog, she belonged to her mother in law, who went to the nursing home a few years ago and left the dog to her and her husband.
Looney, however, won everyone's heart in the house in no time. Even if I don't want to admit, she had also won my heart despite the fact I was just an occasional visitor. The magic power Looney has is her enthusiasm. Each time I knocked my friend's door, I could hear a happy barking from distance to near. She would dash towards me as soon as the door was open, and run around me excitedly as if I am her long-last friend. After I sat down, she would sit next to my foot and waited patiently for me to play with her. When I touched her, she would lie down and let me to scratch her neck, tummy, and lick my hand as her way to thank me for the massage service. I used to joke with my friend, every marriage can last forever if the partners can treat each other like Looney did.
I reckon she still missed her old owner. One day, she ran away from the house without any warning. My friends looked for her everywhere in the neighbourhood to no avail. They thought they had lost her forever, and Looney has become a sensitive word we need to carefully skip so as to avoid triggering another emotional wave.
A few months later, I got a phone call from my exciting friend: “We found Looney! We found Looney!” It turned out that Looney was found and taken by a family living more than 20 kilometres away – how did she get there is a total mystery. Initially, my friends were furious, how could that family not contact them for so long even if they could find their details through the registration number on Looney's collar? Later, they understood: it is so easy to fall into love with Looney, and so hard to give her away.
I sat in my friend's kitchen sipping the same tea I had last time. Everything looked the same. Yet, it feels so quiet without Looney. I can't help missing the touch of her curly hair and moist lickings. She may have lived a dog's life, yet she can teach us a lot on how to make friends: be genuinely interested in others, not be afraid to express your needs and be thankful for what you received from others.
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I went to my friend's place last weekend. Something felt different after I entered the house. Then, I realized the difference: their dog, Looney, who used to jump on me as soon as I stepped inside, was nowhere to be seen.
“Where is Looney?” I asked, trying not to show too much curiosity.
“She is gone.”
“Gone? Do you mean she ran away again?”
“No. We had to put her down as her kidney failed.”
I felt my throat choked and struggled to find words to continue the conversation.
“Oh, that is sad.” I mumbled.
After recovering from the shock, I could not help but wondering why I was so emotional about a friend's dog that I hardly see.
Well, to be precise, Looney was not even my friend's dog, she belonged to her mother in law, who went to the nursing home a few years ago and left the dog to her and her husband.
Looney, however, won everyone's heart in the house in no time. Even if I don't want to admit, she had also won my heart despite the fact I was just an occasional visitor. The magic power Looney has is her enthusiasm. Each time I knocked my friend's door, I could hear a happy barking from distance to near. She would dash towards me as soon as the door was open, and run around me excitedly as if I am her long-last friend. After I sat down, she would sit next to my foot and waited patiently for me to play with her. When I touched her, she would lie down and let me to scratch her neck, tummy, and lick my hand as her way to thank me for the massage service. I used to joke with my friend, every marriage can last forever if the partners can treat each other like Looney did.
I reckon she still missed her old owner. One day, she ran away from the house without any warning. My friends looked for her everywhere in the neighbourhood to no avail. They thought they had lost her forever, and Looney has become a sensitive word we need to carefully skip so as to avoid triggering another emotional wave.
A few months later, I got a phone call from my exciting friend: “We found Looney! We found Looney!” It turned out that Looney was found and taken by a family living more than 20 kilometres away – how did she get there is a total mystery. Initially, my friends were furious, how could that family not contact them for so long even if they could find their details through the registration number on Looney's collar? Later, they understood: it is so easy to fall into love with Looney, and so hard to give her away.
I sat in my friend's kitchen sipping the same tea I had last time. Everything looked the same. Yet, it feels so quiet without Looney. I can't help missing the touch of her curly hair and moist lickings. She may have lived a dog's life, yet she can teach us a lot on how to make friends: be genuinely interested in others, not be afraid to express your needs and be thankful for what you received from others.
be genuinely interested in others, not be afraid to express your needs and be thankful for what you received from others. ”
“三人行，必有我师” 美坛这么多有学识又humble又幽默的朋友，每天都能和童鞋们学到很多，不只是知识，还有待人接物，这是我回到论坛还有举办这个活动之前不曾预料到的。 非常感谢晴天，开玩笑时，开得杠杠的，不开玩笑时，给出的moral也让我受益匪浅。：）Good companion dog, not good for guarding. 就跟我的金毛似的，特别喜欢人，对谁都友好，估计家里来了贼，它会帮着搬东西。
有个电影 Hachi: the dog tale; by Richard Gere; 是把日本忠犬八公拍成的电影，
Hachi的原型，忠犬八公， 是akida inu 秋田犬， 是一种大型看家狗，可不是对每个人都友好，
只能从小狗开始养，成年后，很难重新被收养，只忠于原主。
狗也分品种和个体。
关于Breed， 他们告诉过我一次，是混种， 我自己不养狗， 所以听完就忘了
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