The wealthy little wife: BOSS adults entangled in the door

In the evening, the hospital had lost the hustle and bustle of the day, only the chirping of small animals remained.

Likun looked at those happy little guys, feeling very reluctant to part.She patted the back of a big tabby cat, sighed, and said to herself: "I'm leaving, what should you do?"

The flower cat glanced at her, apparently without a sense of crisis, staring at her with opal-like eyes, extremely charming.

She takes in a lot of small animals, such as small turtles, small flower snakes, stray cats... She brings the animals on the terrace of her home to the pet hospital one after another, letting those who are destined to choose them, hoping to find better owners for these small animals, so as not to be displaced again .

The claim process went smoother than she had imagined.Despite her careful selection, those animals with good market conditions were taken away one after another.

This is a good thing.

In the peaceful and prosperous age, everyone had enough food and clothing, so they felt sorry for animals.

If the times are chaotic and people are too busy to take care of themselves, who has any other love?

In the distance, an old dog walked over calmly and looked up at the green macaw in the cage in amazement.

It seemed to be the first time it saw such a strange thing. It didn't know if it was an enemy or a friend, but it just stared at it and didn't leave.

The parrot seemed impatiently stared at by this strange visitor, and suddenly said: "Kneel down, kneel down..."

The old dog was even more nervous. He raised his head, wanted to bark but didn't dare to bark, and stared strangely at the talking parrot.

It was a Chinese pastoral dog. It could be seen that it was already an old dog, skinny, and its fur had been patched here and there, looking a little listless.

However, it is clean and quite different from a stray dog.

It is a permanent resident with a master and food and drink.

The parrot tied one foot to the cage, flapped its wings lazily, and continued to shout: "Kneel down, kneel down..."

The old dog stared at the parrot, and gradually became angry, probably thinking, what is this guy?Why is it so rampant?

But the macaw didn't know what to say, and still imitated: "Kneel down, kneel down..."

The pastoral dog couldn't take it anymore, and barked loudly. Fang Likun was startled, and immediately raised his head.

On the opposite side, someone laughed, just like the Chinese pastoral dog, looked at the macaw curiously, and said to himself: "This parrot is so big, hahaha, it's really fun."

Fang Likun also laughed.

The pastoral dog continued to bark, so he patted its head, "Hey, Marshal Yang, don't argue with His Majesty the Parrot."

Marshal Yang?

Li Kun was amused by the name of the pastoral dog.

It can be seen that this old pastoral dog must have been very majestic when he was young.

Chen Yizhou spoke before her, with a frowning face: "Doctor Fang, you have to help me find out, Marshal Yang doesn't eat and drink much these days, and his energy is low. What's wrong with him?"

"Marshal Yang" stuck out his long tongue, squatted down and sat on the ground, staring listlessly at the parrot.

Fang Likun saw at a glance that the old dog was not faulty, but too old.Just like humans, animals naturally suffer from birth, old age, sickness and death, and their bodies age.No matter how it is treated, this old dog will not live long.

However, the old dog's eyes are very gentle, and he has a particularly loyal and lovely expression.Pastoral dogs are different from other pet dogs. They maintain an intimate relationship with their owners, but they never appear servile.It never needs to be held in the arms of its owner, but its loyalty is higher than that of pet dogs.