Chapter 7 you are welcome, little one

I am so afraid of being bitten by a dog, but I want to keep a dog. The contradictory feeling is like Goku and Frieza engaging in BL. In retrospect, the reason for wanting to have a dog at the time was nothing more than vanity.When I think of finally raising a murderous war dog one day, I can say to my classmates: "Our family has a dog!" I feel very happy. But since I need good grades to keep a dog, I have no choice but to give up this path. I am ashamed to say that I have not thought about raising a dog yet, and I have to work hard to think of it. However, it’s really hard to say about people’s circumstances. My homework improved by leaps and bounds in my third year of junior high school. After all, I fell in love with a girl whose grades ranked in the top 30 in the school. Asking me about my homework for fun made me stay up late every day to study, aiming to answer girls' homework questions as soon as possible, so as to save face.

The girl who taught me that "studying hard is actually a cool thing", whose name often appears in major textbooks, is Xiaohua.I like Xiaohua's past years, and I wrote it later.And that story is slightly related to the story I'm about to start telling. But my hard work did not bring me a dog. My younger brother Sansan is the best. Sansan had just entered the first year of Jingcheng Middle School's junior high school, and got into the red list in the first section exam, and her first exam screamed through the sky, and she was mistaken for the smartest kid in the family for a long time.

This incident made my father very happy, and he kept his word. He decided to take us to the house of Uncle Zhang, a friend who has many dogs, and "choose" a dog to raise. "Oh my god, didn't you go to the pet store to buy it?" Brother looked listless when he found out. "Dad wants to cheat, no one can do anything about it, but since you can raise a dog, you still have to choose!" I said. "Hurry up, let's go pick a dog!" Sansan was very proud, it was his dog! At that time, my brother happened to be in the middle of his afternoon nap. When he knew that Uncle Zhang’s family didn’t have a large and famous dog, let alone the Akita or Shiba Inu that he wanted to raise, he seemed very desperate.

"I don't want to go, I want to sleep." Brother continued to curl up his body. "I've been talking about raising a dog for so long, are you going to sleep now?" I said, but I didn't really have any ideas. "Anyway, no matter how you choose, just don't choose a neurotic Pomeranian for me." Brother was sleepy. "Come back and sleep again!" Sansan tugged at the quilt. "It's fine not to choose Pomeranian, everything else is acceptable." My brother lost his spirits and turned over. In this way, Sansan and I went to Uncle Zhang's house, and Sansan who "won the prize" personally selected them.

It is said to be a choice, but in fact there is nothing to choose, because Uncle Zhang's family has dogs, but they are all old dogs that have been used to getting along with Uncle Zhang for many years.There are only two dogs who are just born and are still ignorant of the world. They are a silly looking brother and sister. We picked the older brother because we didn't want to have to deal with the fact that the bitch was pregnant in the future. Back home, Dad put the new member of the family in a cardboard box.Before buying a dog cage, the cardboard box that was originally used to hold cold medicine was its shelter.

Sansan and I ran to my brother's bed and solemnly announced the big news to my sleepy-eyed brother. "...What did you choose?" Brother half of his face was still buried in the pillow. "Bomei." Sansan laughed loudly. Brother was taken aback, and the whole person woke up. "Dry!" The new member of our family has a very inexplicable name called "Matthew", which means "Matthew" in Chinese, as if this Pomeranian can speak English. Matthew was just over four months old when he came to our house.Leaving Uncle Zhang's house with many dogs and changing to a completely unfamiliar environment, Matthew's eyes are always full of overly cautious fear.

It doesn't make eye contact with any of us, and if we don't stare at it, it will vent its anxiety on the blue cloth rope bought on the spot for 50 yuan a piece, biting, pulling, and tearing desperately. Within a day, the rope was ripped from Matthew's neck. "I'm sorry, we won't abuse you, you can rest assured to grow up here!" I squatted in front of it. "…" Matthew bowed his head. In order to make this new member more part of our family... no, in order to satisfy our desire for a name, we have all decided to drop Matthew, a name that has nothing to do with us.

"How about calling Lai Binghui?" I joked, "Hey, Lai Binghui, raise your hand!" Lai Binghui is the name of my middle school tutor. At that time, he just confiscated the fifth episode that I borrowed from my classmates, which made it difficult for me to explain to my classmates.Depend on. If there is a dog in the family with the same name as my mentor, it will be fun when I punish it in the future. "It's better if you can always call it Lai Binghui! Idiot." Brother retorted. "Jordan is good." Sansan said. "It's pretty cool," I agreed.

"Where is Dragon?" Brother has always liked to write the word "dragon". "That's not bad. But how about always taking English? Should we take Chinese?" I thought. "Call it Nike, it's catchy right away." My brother didn't care about me at all. "Nike is quite popular, I vote for Nike." Sansan said. The two-syllable English word is very loud when used as a name, and I almost voted for Nike. At this time, Dad also joined. "Nike is good, but is it too popular?" Dad's thinking is also reasonable. "Otherwise? Should it be called Adidas?" My thinking began to move towards sports brands.

"Adidas is difficult to pronounce, Mizuno is difficult to pronounce, and Asics is even more difficult to pronounce." Brother said. Exactly, the muscles of the tongue can become hypertrophied from overuse. "So, where's Puma?" Dad said. I nodded, Puma is also a two-syllable word, which conforms to the principle of loudness. "In English, Puma also means leopard, but Nike has no special meaning." Dad added. Almost without objection, Matthew was changed to Puma by us. And Puma, with a look of indifference and indifference, desperately bit the newly bought second rope.

"Puma! Translated into Chinese, it is Puma, and Kopuma is you!" I looked at Puma in the cardboard box. "We're going to keep calling him Puma from now on so he knows we're calling him," Dad said. "Puma!" "Puma!" "Puma!" Welcome, little furry Puma.