Chapter 54 but you can't do anything

Time acts on every family member. Puma is really old, she lost all her teeth, and there is a white circle around her nose. One day when I was riding a motorcycle and wanted to take Puma for a ride, Puma put her two front feet on the pedals, and when she tried to prop herself up and climb onto the bike, she lost her balance and flipped twice on the ground.At that time, before I could be scared, I saw Puma awkwardly getting up from the ground, sticking out her tongue, looking very funny, and I laughed out loud. Grandma looked at it from the sidelines, so she hugged Puma directly onto the pedals and asked me to take it to Bagua Mountain.

Puma sleeps more and more deeply, and becomes very slow to react to her surroundings. You know, Pomeranian is a very nervous dog. I used to walk on tiptoe secretly on the second floor, and Puma on the first floor would wake up from sleep, barking so loudly that I had to go down and hug him to sleep.Sometimes Dad came home late, the iron gates of the house were pulled down, Dad walked back from the train station, I didn’t notice at all, but Puma heard something or smelled something, and she was barking at the door long ago . But now, Puma is getting old. I opened the rumbling iron door, closed it, walked to it to turn on the computer, drank water and ate something, and surfed the Internet for half an hour before Puma woke up slowly, and there was no sound at all. know what's going on.

One night, I came back to the pharmacy's house late at night, stroked Puma several times, and called its name, and Puma woke up with sleepy eyes. Of course Puma was very happy to see me. I stumbled all the way and was led to pee on the electric pole opposite, but soon after lifting her back foot, she slipped because she had no strength to keep her balance.I laughed again—damn master, who told Puma herself to look at me with a good sense of humor and giggle, as if to say, "Hey, what can I do?" Mom's physical strength is slowly recovering, but Puma's weakness in her hind legs is becoming more and more obvious. She walks like she is sliding, slipping and falling at every turn. She looks amusing but distressing.The sitting posture seems to be very hard for it, so Puma doesn't sit when it can get down.

Even the obscene movements that often hold my calf and fuck hard, Puma can't perform it because her legs are weak to stand up alone. Puma seemed very angry with herself, barking fiercely when she failed, and then lying on the ground pretending to be pitiful. Although Puma's barking voice was still full of energy, I thought about malnutrition again, so we started feeding Puma delicious food, calcium powder with a strong taste, and feeding her mother's special medicine, even pretending not to eat it. The grandma who cared about Puma went to buy chicken legs. But after all, I took Puma to the veterinarian to confirm what happened to Puma.

The veterinarian said Puma had degenerative arthritis that came on suddenly but was not due to accidental aging. "How?" I asked. "When you get old, you get old. People get old, and dogs get old. What should I do?" The veterinarian shrugged. Medication can relieve the symptoms of arthritis, but there is no cure, unless I find the fountain of youth... I probably can't find such a good thing, so I have to wait and see. I'm old... well, I'm old too. When Puma was young and fucked my shin young, we were the youngest in our family. Puma is old, and everyone is no longer young.

I used to be able to go to bed at 2 and wake up at 6:30 for days on end. Now no matter how late I go to bed, I have to sleep for seven hours to get enough sleep, and I will not accumulate extra time just because I stay up late.Off topic. In terms of the dog's age, Puma's 14 years old is equivalent to the human's 80s, and he is an old man. The veterinarian told my brother that he rarely sees such an old Pomeranian. Puma's health is considered good. There may not be many such old Pomeranians in Changhua. The veterinarian also said that if Puma can live to be nineteen years old, he will find a reporter to interview him. He thinks that a nineteen-year-old dog is not only respected by dogs among his peers, but also deserves the applause and encouragement of us humans.

Seriously, as far as a dog is concerned, Puma is a very handsome dog, and always has a baby face. If a sexy bitch sees it, if he doesn't tongue kiss it, he really can't detect that Puma has lost his teeth. light.So I don't always feel much about Puma's age. A while ago, I realized from the analogy that if the fourteen-year-old Puma were a human being, she would have already entered the second year of junior high school! My God, what was I doing during my second year of junior high school? I have a crush on Shen Jiayi sitting behind me, the distressed linear simultaneous equations in two variables, the metaphysical factorization, the table of chemical elements printed at the back of the textbook...

"But you don't know anything." I hugged Puma and it stuck out its tongue and smirked nonchalantly. If Puma is really reincarnated as my son one day, I will teach Puma factorization seriously! In the past few years, I have changed several digital cameras. But none of them are as beautiful as the traditional cameras that I watched thousands of times in Carrefour. How many seven years are there in life? No matter what the reason is that we can’t continue to be together, the boys and girls who have been with you for seven long years, when he or she wants to wave goodbye, even if it is painful, even if you want to pretend that you can’t laugh, you must give blessings... ?

Between me and Shaggy Dog, although we have broken up, there is a real crucial goodbye missing. I've always been reluctant to drive. I always feel that it is good to have someone to carry it, so why bother to maintain a car.Besides, I often have to go back and forth from south to north, and I would rather write a novel comfortably on the train for more than three hours, rather than holding the steering wheel to overtake or be overtaken on the highway, exhausting myself. I also have a hard time reassuring myself. I always suspect that once I step on the accelerator, it will be impossible for me to learn to park on the side of the road, or identify where to get on and off the highway.So save yourselves and just concentrate on becoming the strongest novelist on earth.

However, I really have no principles. In the end, under the persuasion of Shaggy Dog, I learned to drive together in the summer two years ago.That was really a sweet memory. The theme songs of that summer were "Ten Years" and "House of Flying Daggers" by Eason Chan. We both hummed them every morning while learning to drive.That is the best memory of my life. But I never bought a car. On the one hand, I have no money. On the other hand, driving is too much like what an adult should do, and I still want to stay like a kid for a few more years. Call me naive.Mao was very considerate of me, even though Mao began to smell like an adult because he became a teacher, and I was still a child in Kekeke, thinking that everything in life could be solved with enthusiasm.

For several months, Mao and I were on and off. Originally, I always thought that the relationship between me and Mao was like a tug-of-war. No matter how noisy we were, as long as we didn't let go, no matter who won the battle, the two of us would eventually embrace each other. But in the end the rope broke alive. After all, Mao left me and went to the United States the day after our relationship suffered a major setback. many factors.None of them are decent. "So what if he has a car? Did he buy it himself?!" I yelled into my phone. "If you are capable, buy a car immediately!" Mao's angry words came to me from an international phone call. So, I really gritted my teeth and bought a car. I hope that when Mao returns from the United States, there will be a turning point in his relationship...