Tibetan Mastiff Notes

Chapter 10 This is the real mastiff (10)
Listening to the doctor's words, I was both grateful and moved in my heart.Fortunately, my waist was not broken, and I was moved that Dahei saved the rest of my life.My dearest big black!You are the protector of my life!
In the end, the doctor suggested that I stay in the hospital for observation and treatment. First, I will be treated for a week, then I will be admitted to the nursing room for observation, and finally I will be treated for another week, and then there will be endless recuperation.After I paid enough fees, the doctor said that patients like me have intensive follow-up care, and if the relatives of the patients feel tired, they can go back.

When Uncle Dorji went back to the prairie, I explained it to the doctor.I said, "Uncle Duoji is not my relative, but he is closer than my relative." The doctor smiled and said, "Your life is really great, and there are these noble people in your life to help you. Don't worry, you It will get better, the most important thing is to persevere." Of course I will persevere, even if the doctor tells me now that I am hopeless and will be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life, I will persevere, not for anything else , only for Dahei.

I miss Dahei, and now I realize that my heart is so close to Dahei, as close as a mastiff and a person's heart are already close together.I don’t know if Dahei is also sitting silently on the prairie, looking in the direction of Shigatse, and blessing me.

After a week of treatment, the doctor said that I was recovering well, and I was very happy. After eating at noon, I sneaked into the courtyard and called the team.It was Captain Dustpan who answered the phone. He said that the team had just recruited a group of recruits, so they had to hurry up and do their best.When I joined the army with Heizi, I was tossed by the dustpan every day, and I became sick and thin, but my muscles and bones became stronger and stronger.Dustpan knew about my relationship with Heizi, and told me that Heizi performed well, was promoted, and became the team leader.And it's a pity for me, if I hadn't left the team, the position of the small captain would have been reserved for me.

Dustpan called Heizi in to answer the phone. As soon as Heizi answered the phone, he asked me with a smile: "How are you, big soldier?" How are you doing?" I smiled foolishly and said, "It's better than when you didn't know, I can't do without Dahei now, and Dahei can't do without me."

Heizi just laughed, and then told me to call Dahei over. He said that he also wanted to hear Dahei's cry, oh, it's very invigorating.I hesitated, and finally told Heizi. I said, "I accidentally sprained my waist. I am in Shigatse now. I have been treated for a week and need to be observed for a while."

Heizi and I are veterans, so I don't have to hide anything from him.Heizi's voice suddenly became heavy, and he asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Something happened to your waist again? Work injury or accident? His grandma, you little bastard, if I'm not by your side for a day, your boy will Do something, I have to worry about you every day, don't you? Talk!" I said, "It's okay, it will be fine in two days. I have to go back to accompany Dahei!"

Heizi was persistent and asked me what was going on. If I didn't tell him, he would fly to Shigatse right now, grab me and beat me up.I had no choice but to say: "A few days ago I went to the mountain to collect herbs for fun, and accidentally slipped. Yes, I also encountered a group of poachers, but it's settled, haha, it's really enjoyable."

In fact, it was not enjoyable at all, there was no shooting, no violent fighting scene, and he was injured, but for the sake of Heizi, I can only comfort him like this.

When Heizi was about to say something, Dustpan urged him on the phone, saying that he had to leave immediately, and then Dustpan grabbed the phone and said, "Xiao Bing, I have an old comrade-in-arms in the Shigatse Military Region, a lieutenant colonel. You When the injury is healed, just stop by to see him and say hello to him. He was my best buddy back then. If you need anything, just tell him. That kid dares not cover you, and I will shoot him when I turn around. Ha ha!"

Once again, I was moved by meeting friends like Heizi and Dupan in my life.I can't imagine how a person's life will be spent without friends.My life is also made up of intermittent connections between these friends, dustpan, sunspots, potatoes, monkeys, ants, big black...

During the period of hospitalization, I spent every day thinking of these friends.The special passport is very careful. It may be that my physique is very strong and the injury heals quickly, but the doctor in charge insisted that I stay for an extra month. He said that I have injured my lumbar spine. child heart.But I couldn’t bear it. For more than a month, I missed Dahei crazily. The reason why I am not sitting in a wheelchair now is because Dahei ganged up half of my injuries. For this reason, I often cry from my dreams Awake.

For the first time in my life, I became a deserter. Before dawn, I wrapped up my pack and sneaked out of the hospital.The first thing is to have a full meal, and then go to see the lieutenant colonel in the dustpan.Here, I can't say his name, just call him Lieutenant Colonel.Finding the lieutenant colonel was easy.Seeing my military uniform and strong physique, the lieutenant colonel was particularly fond of me, with a smile on his face all the time. In fact, he didn't know that my waist was still injured.

Hearing that I was trained by Dupan, the lieutenant colonel liked me even more. He said: "I remember when I went to the team where Dupan was, you were training, and your faces were painted colorfully, and I didn't recognize them. , I remember that there is a soldier who is very good at spears, Dustpan said Xiao Bing, is that you?"

I nodded and said modestly: "Actually, Dustpan is the best marksman. Otherwise, why would someone be the captain of the brigade, and we are still soldiers? However, Dustpan told me that he has an old comrade in arms who is even better at marksmanship. Now he is in Shigatse. The military area is now, and the lieutenant colonel."

The lieutenant colonel knew that I was talking about him, and his face was full of smiles, and then he took me to visit their troops.After arriving in the army, he smiled and said to me: "You are a veteran, and you are in a mess when you come to the army again, right? Let you relive the feeling you had back then, haha."

I nodded, looking at the well-wiped chariots and equipment, my heart was beating with excitement.I really regret why I left the army in the first place.I stared at those cars in a daze.

A soldier came to call the lieutenant colonel, saying that there was something wrong.The lieutenant colonel left me a phone number and told me to call him directly if I had anything to do, and asked me where I lived now.I said, "That place is very remote. It's called a small village with a small population. There is no telephone at all, not even a mobile phone signal. I will come to Shigatse when I have time, and I will definitely come to see you again."

The lieutenant colonel asked his guards to arrange for me to have lunch, and then arranged for a car to take me back.It seems that the friendship between Dupan and the lieutenant colonel is really deep, and the military jeep has been sending me to Uncle Duoji's tent on the prairie.Before the guard who drove the car left, he kept telling him that it was the lieutenant colonel who told him that he had to make a phone call if something happened, and if it didn't work, he could send a radio or something.

I don't know why the lieutenant colonel gave such instructions, but I found out later that the prairie is really a very dangerous place, natural disasters are almost uninterrupted all year round, and life of the Tibetan compatriots on the prairie is really hard.

As soon as I returned to the prairie, there was a hailstorm in the middle of the night, the size of walnuts and eggs.I used to hear Heizi say that picking the biggest one can be used as a grenade, I still didn't believe it, but now I have to believe it.The hailstones hit the tent, clanging and clanging, as if shaking the heavens and the earth, and the whole tent was shaking.I looked up and could see the hailstones smashing the tents into round craters and bouncing off.

I heard the sheep in the sheepfold outside crying pitifully. Dahei didn't like the bad weather very much. When he heard the sheep screaming pitifully, Dahei was very angry.Although I felt sorry for her and pulled her into the tent, Dahei still rushed out, stood in the hailstone, raised his head and howled to the sky.I don't know whether she is dissatisfied with God, or she is indignant at the hard life of the herdsmen.

The hailstorms did not stop until dawn. Although tents were set up in the sheepfolds of each family to cover the sheep, many sheep were still crushed to death. Many old sheep died.Some hailstones were really big, and when they fell, they hit the sheep's head, and the head immediately blossomed.I sympathize with the harm this plateau climate has brought to the herdsmen, but this is a natural disaster. There is no way, and there is nothing human can do. We can only try our best to protect the resources on the prairie so that natural disasters will be less frequent.

When we were dealing with the carcasses of cattle and sheep, Dahei had already come back from hunting outside.Under normal circumstances, herdsmen do not feed mastiffs at all, or rarely feed them. They are different from those dealers who specialize in raising mastiffs and selling mastiffs.Furthermore, the mastiffs of those mastiff dealers are not pure mastiffs. They can only be called Tibetan dogs that look very similar to mastiffs and are hybridized for profit.The herdsmen never feed the mastiffs. The mastiffs go out to hunt on their own, unless the female mastiffs are pregnant.Ferocious mastiffs usually cannot see blood and carrion, because those things will stimulate their fighting spirit and make them extremely ferocious.

Uncle Duoji felt sorry for Dahei and insisted on saving part of his family's rations to feed Dahei a nutritious meal every day.For the rest of the time, when he is hungry again, Dahei will go out to hunt and eat by himself, and preying on living things is also more conducive to maintaining Dahei's ferocious nature, so as to better guard the house.

Mastiff was not originally a native dog, it used to be a kind of beast with the blood of Tibetan dog.I think: If mastiff is classified as a dog, it is more appropriate to classify it as a beast.In the cold snowy plateau, under the harsh natural conditions, the mastiff guards the shepherd's family and his herd. When the wild beasts attack, the mastiff will rush forward desperately, using their enormous strength and wildness The ferocity of the beast puts the beast to death.

This is the real mastiff, integrated with the roof of the world, they are brave and staunch, spiritually loyal, and disdainful of everything. It is impossible to look up to its majesty.

In fact, very few people have seen a real Tibetan mastiff. There are very few purebred mastiffs in the world. I am glad and excited to see a purebred mastiff in such a remote place!In Tibet, Tibetans will not sell real good mastiffs.Once again, I thought of Uncle Zhaximu’s family instigating the whole village to sell mastiffs. Their faith may have been diluted by the temptation of money. The best Patronus ever.

I brought my thoughts back and looked at Dahei again. She was standing about ten meters away from her tent, looking around imposingly, with a skunk under her paws.A skunk is also called Aihu, and more bluntly, it can be called a stinky dog.When in danger, it will emit a foul smell from the back of its buttocks, like a weasel.But before the stinky dog ​​had time to release its stench, it was already bitten to death by Dahei.I know that stinky dogs are usually active at night, I guess, Dahei may go out to hunt before dawn, she is really a diligent girl.

In fact, although stinky dogs are stinky, they are the natural enemies of rodents. They prey on rats, rabbits, and animals that eat grass roots on the grassland, which is beneficial to the protection of pastures.Dahei may not know this. If she knows that the smelly dog ​​is a good friend of the herdsman, I guess she will never prey on such animals again.

The stinky dog's fur is rich, thick, and of good texture. It is one of the most expensive furs for export, but this stinky dog ​​has been bitten to pieces by Dahei.Mastiffs do not bite their prey like dogs, but cut and bite. Their teeth are like knives, they cut off the meat and fur piece by piece, and then swallow them into their stomachs.

The fatal wound of this stinky dog ​​was in the throat, and a bite was fatal.I am surprised that these mastiffs are not specially trained by the herdsmen, as if they are born with skills. When attacking prey, the first point of mouth is the throat, just like a wolf. Perhaps, this is the animal nature of mastiffs different from dogs side.

While I was thinking about this in my mind, Dahei had already swallowed up a stinky dog, even the internal organs.When she was eating, I saw her with a fierce look in her eyes, holding her prey with her claws ferociously, and then opened her bloody mouth, biting down one bite at a time.

There was still blood on the grass, Dahei licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, then lay down again, chewing the blood-stained young leaves, like fruit after breakfast, and washed his teeth by the way.Then, she stood up, held her head high, scanned the surroundings majestically, and began to wander ten meters away from her own door.

Dahei is like this every day, standing not far or near from home, looking at his own property, defending his master, and watching over all the nearby herdsmen.

After dealing with the sheep killed by the hail, I sat next to the sheepfold and looked at Dahei from a distance.The wound on Dahei's back has healed, and new hair has grown. She is still so majestic, and she doesn't look very excited because of my return. She seldom expresses emotions on her face.Dahei still behaved so indifferently in front of me, I know, in fact, she misses me very much, and also hopes that I will come back soon, but she doesn't want me to know, she still looks so supercilious, with a kind of condescension.

I just stared at Dahei from a distance, with a smile on my face.Dahei looked around, wandering back and forth, and occasionally glanced at me, his half-opened and half-closed eyes were still contemptuous of everything, as if ignoring my existence.But I know that she cares about me very much, and I know it from the frequency she keeps looking back at me.

Yang Jin came out of the tent with the lively and lovely Nima.Nima's cold had recovered early, and she ran up and down in front of her mother again. As soon as she jumped over, she hugged my neck and made out.Yang Jin watched with a smile, with a strange smile on his face.Dahei saw Nima making out with me, she was a little dissatisfied, but because it was Nima, Dahei tolerated it, grunted twice, stopped, squatted down from a distance, and looked at us.

Nima giggled and said coquettishly, "Uncle, guess what, what did my aunt bring you?" I said, "I don't know, give me a hint, little angel." I pinched Nima's delicate little face, the little girl is so cute!Nima acted coquettishly, shook her head and said, "Don't tell me, don't tell me, uncle has to guess for himself!"

Yang Jin laughed, and said softly: "Xiao Bing, look, autumn is here, and the weather is getting cold. A few days ago, didn't you ask me who I sewed that sheepskin jacket for?" Yang Jin As she spoke, she stretched out her hands that had been behind her back all this time, holding a snow-white sheepskin jacket in her hand, and handed it to me.The fur of the sheepskin jacket is very dense and thin, like the curly hair on a doll's head. The leather is delicate and tight, and the handwork is exquisite. It is placed in a big shopping mall. I don't know how much it will cost. measured by money.

(End of this chapter)