Tibetan Mastiff Notes

Chapter 33 Wolf kills wolf (10)
Gesang got a shovel, and together we shoveled the snow out of the window sill. The snow outside the house had piled up to half the height of the door. We shoveled the snow out from the door, fearing that the snow would collapse in faster.

After shoveling the snow, I thought of the sheep in the pen. Uncle Duoji had predicted that there would be a bigger snowstorm. Two days ago, he built a tent frame for the sheep pen. Above, will the tent frame collapse?With such deep snow, those sheep should have been buried by the snow long ago, and they would suffocate to death if they didn't freeze to death.The sheep in the pen were still alive. When they heard the sound of us opening the door, they bleated and screamed in the cold.We'll have to go and see the sheep, check for frostbite, and possibly re-pend the sheepfolds.

The snow piled up outside the door was almost waist deep. Uncle Duoji and I patted the snow outside the door tightly with a shovel and pressed it into a platform, and built a snow road from it. The road outside the door is almost faster than the terrain inside the house. One meter higher.I thought: the snow in the city is probably not so deep, because there are many people living, the snow melts faster, and more people step on it, the snow will naturally become thinner, and only in these remote areas, where there are no roads , will accumulate such a deep snow.

The top of the tent in the sheepfold was crushed by the snow in the middle of the night, one side was directly buried in the snow, and the other side barely supported it, and the surviving sheep squeezed to the side that did not collapse, pitifully whine.The few old sheep that were squeezed outside had frozen to death. They were still standing like that with their eyes wide open when they died. When I stretched out my hand to touch them, I realized that the sheep's body was as stiff as a rock.

I asked Gesan to bring tools, and the three of us worked together to shovel away the snow that had pressed on the roof of the tent, repair the sheepfold, and strengthen the roof.It was laborious to do these things in a snowy day, and we didn't finish them until dark.

The Duoji family is the luckiest, because Uncle Duoji experienced the white storm in 1997, and he is a very careful person, so he had a premonition that the snow this year might not be worse than that in 1997, so he built the sheepfold early Tent roof.Several other companies did not do this, and they thought they could get through this winter by luck. Who would have thought that this winter would be so cold and the snow would be so heavy.

The sheep in several pens were frozen to death. The smarter sheep knew how to unite and step on the snow, trying not to be buried in the snow. The smaller sheep were directly topless and dug out of the snow When it was time, it was freezing hard, and only some tall and strong cattle survived.

In the face of such natural disasters, people are helpless, especially such a group of vulnerable groups, living such a low-level life in such a remote area, even if they want to snatch something back from nature, they do not have that much ability. I can watch my property being swallowed up by the blizzard bit by bit.

We dragged a frozen sheep into the house, and put the rest in the wind and snow, which is better than cold storage, and the snow is so deep that wolves can't get out, so there is no need to worry about it. The beast comes to eat.The frozen sheep were left in the house without thawing for a long time. When the knife was cut, there was a creaking sound of sharpening the knife, leaving only a white mark on the sheep.Food seems to be a big problem. Except for the dry cow dung and sheep dung accumulated in a year, it is not known whether the rest will be able to survive this winter.

I looked at the snow that was half a door high, and thought of the lieutenant colonel. He has been trying his best to keep me from living in Shigatse for a while. Maybe he also knows that this year’s weather will be colder than usual. Not to mention.

I asked Gesang to move the old radio station here. After moving out, I found that the battery was dead and could not send out any news. There was a spare battery, but Gesang accidentally dropped it. When I was moving, I fell into the milk bucket and took a bath again, and it was no longer usable.

I looked at the heavy snow and worried, but Uncle Duoji didn't think so much. Since it was a natural disaster and manpower couldn't do it, I had to resign myself to fate.He used a sharp knife to peel off the sheep's skin bit by bit. After peeling off the skin, he cut the lamb into several large pieces and put them in a bucket.

In the evening, we eat roasted mutton. In order to save resources, we cut the mutton into small pieces and buried them in sheep dung ash. When the mutton is warmed up, we take it out and eat it. The mutton is still raw inside. He took a bite and chewed until blood came out of his mouth.

The four little mastiffs have been born for more than 20 days. They can walk independently when they are half a month old. Now the pace is quite stable. Sometimes when a few little guys are playing together, Gege will appear to want to run Move forward, vertically and vertically.The eyesight of the little guys is completely normal, and they can clearly identify the surrounding objects, and they will no longer bump their heads around.Dahei was relieved a lot, and the little ones seemed more lively.Ge Ge was the first to grow milk teeth, white, with a little point protruding from the gum.

The best time to cultivate a relationship with the little mastiff is when they are one and a half months old, but I have nothing to do now, except staring at the snow outside the door all day in a daze, listening to the sheep in the pen, or watching the big black Feed the puppy.I was full and had nothing to do, so I brought the little mastiff over and held them in my arms to play with them. Dahei didn't lose her temper at me, she knew I wouldn't do any harm to the little mastiff.The four little guys like to grab one of my fingers, and then suck it hard like breastfeeding. Grid also knows how to bite with his small teeth while sucking.

I played with the little mastiff boringly, and spent a few more days, the snow fell for a while, and stopped for a while, the wind blew away the fresh snow that had not frozen on the surface, and blew the snow from other places, day by day In the past, the temperature in the house was getting lower and lower, and I had a premonition that a freezing disaster was imminent.

The stored hay is almost finished, and the sheep can't feel the crisis of having nothing to eat, but Uncle Duoji can't sit still, he wants to go out to find hay, I am surprised, in such a heavy snow day, the prairie is as frozen as Like an ice cellar, where is the grass?

Uncle Dorji smiled and said: "It is this kind of heavy snow that can keep the grass on the land. Although the air is very cold, it is warmer at the bottom of the snow. On the leeward slope, when spring begins Although the grass sprouts grow slower than the sunny slopes, the grass dies later when winter comes, and the grass that has not yet died is sealed by ice and snow."

29. The terrible snowstorm is coming again
I always thought that herding sheep was only available in spring, summer and autumn. In winter, sheep can be kept in pens to eat grass. In this snowy day, everything is covered with snow, so how can sheep be herded?

Uncle Duoji took care of the sheep in the pen, and changed them to some snow-melted water, and said: "The sheep can't always eat grass. When the snow stops and the weather is fine, they can be driven to the pasture on the leeward slope. Go, the snow there is thinner, and they will eat the grass roots under the snow by themselves."

I have never seen sheep herding in a snowy day, and I felt very novel. I really wanted to see with my own eyes how the sheep graze in the snow, so I asked Uncle Duoji, "When are you going to herd the sheep?" Uncle Duoji looked Looking at the snow-covered sky, he said, "Let's wait a while, when the snow stops, the wind dies down, and the weather is better. In such a blizzard, it will be difficult to meet wolves again."

"In such a snowy day, wolves shouldn't come out in such a large group? It should be just a few or a small group. Besides, it just so happened that we were herding sheep?" I asked with a smile, feeling a sense of luck. psychology.

"That's hard to say," Uncle Duoji smiled and said, "I've never seen such a big two packs of wolves fighting before. Didn't I meet them this year? The bigger the wolf pack, the more food needs, and the more wolves fight." Need out
I came here to find something to eat. If it wasn't for the sake of making the sheep full and better, I wouldn't even plan to drive the sheep out this year in the snow. "

We were standing at the door of the sheepfold and chatting, it was already dark, when Gesang suddenly ran over and said, "Abba, the prince just coughed, could he be sick?" Uncle Duoji said, "Let's go and have a look. "

We all ran back to the house immediately, and I saw that Dahei had stood up from the nest and walked to the door. She was looking at why we didn't go in the house after dark, and the four little mastiffs were in the house according to their own temperaments. Running around, my little belly, which was sleeping warmly, suddenly became icy cold after being so frozen.

Uncle Duoji held the prince in his hand, stretched out his hand and touched its belly, and then opened the prince's small mouth to look at its throat.The prince turned his head reluctantly, and let out a clear and short cough from his throat, and some snot-like clear water spewed out of his nostrils.

"It's okay, I caught a cold. You can see that they are not restless at all, and they are running around in the cold." Uncle Duoji said, taking the four little mastiffs back to their nests.As soon as he let go, the four little guys ran around the room one by one.Uncle Duoji patiently took the four little mastiffs back to the nest, and just as he put down his hands, the little ones jumped out of the nest again.

I said, "Dahei, don't worry about it. Look at your little ones running around the room. You, a mother, don't feel bad when you get cold?" Dahei came over and cupped my hand, He didn't care about his four little pimples at all, and let them run all over the house, rattling the pots and pans in the house.

I was a little angry at Dahei's laissez-faire and irresponsible attitude. Dahei didn't care. I couldn't bear to watch the little mastiffs get sick from the cold. I took out my old camouflage short sleeves and cut them into a pair. strips, and then tied under the belly of the puppies to keep them warm.

A few little guys felt very uncomfortable and kept struggling in my hand. The other little mastiffs struggled for a while, and after getting used to it, they bounced and played again.Only the savage prince insisted on tearing off the tied belly. It rolled down on the ground, hooked its head, bit one side of the cloth strip with its mouth, and pulled desperately, shaking its head wildly while pulling.Gesang and I laughed out loud, and Uncle Duoji also laughed and said, "Actually, it doesn't have to be like this. Letting them move around a bit is also a way to keep warm. Don't think that Dahei doesn't worry about his little mastiff. She always Standing at the door and watching. The female mastiff does not love her children like a dog, they will give the young mastiff more freedom and allow the young mastiff to grow freely, so that the mature mastiff will be fierce." Indeed, don't look at Dahei Station Go to the door and breathe the cold fresh air outside. Although the head is facing the outside, the eyes are glanced into the room from time to time.

In my opinion, mastiffs are more sober than humans when it comes to raising their children. Dahei knows that pampering his children is not a good thing, and a little mastiff that grows up under the pampering of his mother will certainly not be able to face danger alone in the future.Let the children rely too much on themselves, it is better to stand aside from a distance, give the pups freedom, pay attention to their shortcomings and mistakes in their growth, and tell them what to do or how to avoid them, that is enough.

Human beings are far inferior to a mastiff in this regard.Women who are first-time mothers always can't bear to have their babies suffer a little bit of grievance, so they pamper and protect them from childhood until they grow up.In fact, people often say, how can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain?How can a baby who has not suffered grievances and pains become stronger?This is how the flowers of the motherland are spoiled in the greenhouse, and they grow moths and rotten roots. They are not as good as those small flowers and grasses in the crevices of the mountains and wild rocks. emerald green.A strong country must first strengthen its soldiers, and a strong soldier must first strengthen its people.

The prince couldn't untie the belly tie I had tied for it, but he still refused to admit defeat, biting hard and glaring at me fiercely.I simply untied its belly, patted its little head, and said, "Go, go find your brothers and sisters."

I untied the bellies of the other three little mastiffs, and the little ones played happily together again, rolling from one side of the room to the other.After playing for a while, the prince wanted to run outside the house to play. He found his mother standing at the door and wanted to follow her. He felt very strange about the world outside the house.We ignored it, and let the prince run to the door. It tentatively poked its paws into the snow. It might have felt the cold, so it hurriedly shrank back, but it was not reconciled, and it tentatively walked out for a while. Xiaobu, after several trials, the prince finally stood in the snow, as if he had won a battle, imitating Dahei, raised his head, and looked around majesticly.

If it weren't for the company of these cute little mastiffs, I really don't know how to pass the cold and boring winter.Our plan to drive the sheep out to find grass has not yet been implemented. The snow that has just stopped for two days has started to fall again. Although it is not very heavy, it is intermittent. The temperature continues to drop, and it feels like it is approaching minus [-] degrees Celsius.The entire pastoral area has been frozen, and the sheep can only continue to eat hay. At this time, they can't do anything. They are wrapped up thickly, and their ears, mouth, and face are tightly covered, so they can do something. , The hot air exhaled from the mouth was blown by the wind, and it formed a thin layer of ice mist.

Several herdsmen did not prepare well for the cold, suffered a loss, and many sheep froze to death. Although I didn’t want to move in such a snowy day, I took the initiative to help them, repaired the sheepfolds, and surrounded them. Cold-proof tent material.After working for two days, my whole body was bitingly cold, and the sweat on my neck was frozen into icicles.

This is the heavy snow that seals the door, maybe the mountain has already been closed, but we can't go out, so we can't see it, everyone can only watch the cattle and sheep suffer in the snow, one by one frozen die.Let’s not talk about livestock, people’s life is not easy. When they sleep at night, there is no warm place from head to toe, and they shiver while sleeping.Sitting in the house during the day, with the door closed, wrapped in thick clothes, and not daring to move the nest, as soon as I move the nest, I feel cold air blowing down the buttocks and up the back.

I hate that such a beautiful prairie has such a bad weather. In summer, the sun is like a huge burning briquette, hanging next to your scalp, roasting you to the bone. The whole body is oily, and it will be winter, and then I will cool you down, keep it fresh, and freeze people to death.

I really couldn't bear this kind of boredom and pain. I dragged my buttocks that were just a little warm and then icy cold, walked to the door, opened a crack, and looked blankly at the sky outside the crack.I was thinking: this year's cold winter should not be worse than 1997, right?Will the troops come to support us?It doesn't matter if I freeze for a while, the cattle, sheep and livestock here can't all freeze to death!The people here are still counting on this group of livestock to live!
I guess, the army will never care about the life and death of the local people, maybe the army is already organizing rescue?It may also be airdropping or transporting relief supplies, food, drink, and clothing to herdsmen in frozen areas, but they have not yet reached us.

Full of these hopes, I closed the door and saw Dahei licking the fur of the four little mastiffs. Gesang held the shotgun boringly, fiddled with it, and there were only four bullets left. Willing to use it.Seeing the gun, I suddenly remembered that I haven't heard the wolf howling for a long time. Could it be that the wolves were also frozen to death by the ice and snow or the road was blocked?

After a few more days, the little mastiffs all had small baby teeth, but the person I was hoping to rescue hadn’t arrived yet. I listened every day, hoping to hear the sound of helicopters flying over the sky. But apart from the sound of the wind and the rustling of snowflakes, nothing could be heard. It was very quiet, making one feel that the outside world seemed to have died in silence.

I was completely disappointed, and continued to live in pain with the herdsmen in the small village, but the blizzard lingered like a shadow, hanging firmly over the small village.The weather was even colder, and the snow outside was frozen hard. I stood in the snow and looked around. From the sky to the ground, it was completely white, terrifying like a huge morgue without walls.Suddenly, a thought popped into my mind, and I asked Uncle Duoji: "Is there anything red in the house, except Dahei's red carpet."

"Yes!" Gesang immediately dug out a pair of red trousers from the house, saying that when he was 12 years old, his elder brother came back from a foreign country, and he bought a pair of red trousers for him from the city when he said he wanted to celebrate his zodiac year. .I found a wooden stick as a flagpole, and tied the red trousers firmly to it. With the help of Uncle Duoji and Gesang, I cleared the ice and snow on the watchtower, and tied the flag tightly to the watchtower.The wind is blowing, and the red pants are fluttering in the wind and snow, waving to the vast sky with our hope.

In the middle of the night, the dancing snow stopped.In the early morning, before I woke up, I was awakened by a huge bang, which hovered above our heads, like the sound of a helicopter's propeller breaking the airflow.I put on my clothes excitedly, jumped out of bed, put my feet in my boots, opened the door and rushed out.Dahei didn't know what happened, so he rushed out with me, raised his head and roared to the sky.

A Mi-17 was hovering just above my head, and the people on it saw figures swaying below, especially Dahei's eye-catching black hair, and the crew finally became convinced that the place below was so white that no signs could be seen. It is indeed inhabited.

The helicopter blades were disturbed by the cold air flow in the snow area, and the pronunciation was a little abnormal, and it sounded crackling. All the herdsmen ran out to see, and a lot of heads shook on the snow. Everyone cheered when they saw the helicopter coming.I climbed up to the watchtower, pulled down the red flag, waved the semaphore, and directed the helicopter to a safe landing point.The helicopter turned around and landed on an open snow field on the left side of the village entrance. The hatch opened, and the pilot and co-pilot jumped out of it.

(End of this chapter)