Chapter 17 Chapter 16 Prairie Territory Dog

On this day, I was still looking around at the window and calling Green, and I heard Lao Xiao yelling the tune of "Du Shiniang" outside my door in a crow-like voice: "...holding the window railing and looking around, why don't you see me?" Wolf?...Mr. Wolf, are you famished? If you are famished, tell your old lady, she will make broth for you..." As soon as I clapped my hands, I giggled and went out to greet him: "Old Xiao, how come you have time to visit me today?" Old Xiao laughed, and the sun was shining on his dark face: "Oh, my daughter misses me, I want you to take some photos for me and send them to her. I will lead two good horses later, please go ride them. "

"Okay! Why don't you ride a horse to the river, and I'll take some handsome photos for you." Old Xiao Yile: "That's good." Then he remembered something, and said quickly, "The riverside is not good, I was just about to come over and tell you, you must take care of your 'Wolf Lord' and don't go out, these days are in vain. The face is back again, good guy, the dogs are in groups, if they want to catch the wolf, it will be biting to death!" "Bad face?!" I shivered, recalling the scene a month ago—— When I first arrived at the mastiff farm, I took my old sister’s Alto car into Ruoergai County to buy a small folding wooden table and a cloth wardrobe.Lao Xiao, Zhuoma, and Nima also joined in the fun and bought a lot of beef, eggs, and instant noodles in the county town.Thinking that the toothbrush festival can be held at night, the whole car was overjoyed.

On the way back, the old sister drove, Nima sat in the front row, I sat in the middle of the back row, Zhuoma and Lao Xiao sat in the window seats on both sides of me.When we got off the highway and drove towards the mastiff field, there was a "crash, clatter" sound, and the four of them rolled up the car windows at the same time. I was very puzzled: "Old Xiao, why are you closing the windows when it's so hot?" "The dog is coming!" Before Lao Xiao could finish his sentence, I heard a barking of dogs in the distance. I looked around and saw several big dogs rushing towards the car, barking wildly and jumping at the car.My heart trembled: "The dogs here are so fierce?!"

"Of course, have you seen that dog? The one with the white face, he is the leader of the group of dogs. Every time we pass by here, he will bite, very fierce..." Old Xiao poked the glass vigorously to give I point and point.Suddenly, the window glass fell down with a "swipe", and I don't know whether it was Lao Xiao's amazing finger strength or the big hole on the ground that shook the car. To put it bluntly, sister's "classic car" was in disrepair for a long time . In an instant, Lao Xiao's face collapsed like a windowpane, his eyes widened, cold sweat broke out, his face turned pale with fright: "My God, why does this glass not welcome me so much!"

Seeing that the glass barrier was gone, the dogs outside the car jumped up and took turns to bite Lao Xiao.Lao Xiao yelled and pulled the half of the window glass up with both hands, how could he lift it up! "Hula" a dog rushed up and grabbed Lao Xiao's hand with one paw. Three white lines appeared on the back of Lao Xiao's hand, which turned into red lines in the blink of an eye. "Woof! Woof!" A white-faced dog bit its head into the window while barking wildly!Old Xiao dodged back and was almost bitten in the ear. He hurriedly let go of the glass, swung his fist and smashed it violently, smashing the dog's head out of the window. With a sound of "cha", Lao Xiao's sleeve was torn off by some dog's mouth.Dolma screamed, Nima yelled loudly, and there was chaos in the car.The old sister slammed on the accelerator and fled. She wanted to rush back to the mastiff field.The Alto car jumped around like a scalded mouse on the bumpy pasture, and the people in the car were knocked to pieces.Dolma and Nima were afraid that the window glass on their side would also be knocked down, and screamed while pressing their palms firmly against the glass, like practicing the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon.

"Sudden..." The Alto car turned off at a critical moment!Elder Sister frantically lit the ignition, and Zhuo Ma wished she could scream with a loudspeaker.Nima was sweating profusely, with her hands against the glass.The dog's paws on the outside scratched the car body and glass with "stabs, stings" and gripped people's backs tightly.Someone yelled again: "The dog is biting the tire!" The hairs of the people in the car stood on end!Once the tire is punctured, the car will not move any further. The Alto is short, and the dog may rush in through the window at any time, and the people in the car can only wait to be bitten by the dog.The old sister kept honking the horn to scare the dogs.

The worst one was Lao Xiao, who was unstoppable and could only guard the gate alone, beating the dog with his bare hands.The back of Lao Xiao's hand was already red, and his fist might be thrown into the dog's mouth at any time.He desperately dodged the dog's teeth that kept coming, his face and collar were covered with spittle from the dog, and a dog's nose hit Lao Xiao's neck, but he didn't have time to open his mouth!Old Xiao was so frightened that his face was deformed: "Help! Sister, drive quickly! You're going to die!" "Old Xiao get out of the way!" I yelled and pulled Lao Xiao back, and pulled out the newly bought small table board to block the window!

There was a muffled sound of "bang", "Aw! Aw!" Some unlucky dog ​​just jumped up and hit the table with its head!Lao Xiao hurriedly took the life-saving table, pressed against the window, and patted his chest to calm his beating heart.There are also unwilling dogs who stuff their mouths into the car through the gap between the table board and the window and bite, but they can't reach people. There was a loud noise in front of the car, and a big dog jumped onto the hood, and stared viciously at the people in the car through the front glass, as if seeing a life-and-death enemy, its eyes were gloomy like hell!

"Bale face!" Lao Xiao shouted hoarsely.Only then did I see the head dog clearly. It was golden in color, but the dog's face was as white as Cao Cao's facial makeup in Beijing opera, which was particularly eye-catching.I am most afraid of mad dogs. Seeing that the white face is not foaming at the mouth, I am a little relieved.I've never seen such a desperate dog. "Tug chug..." The old lady finally started the ignition, and as soon as the car drove, she threw Bailian out of the car after a few bumps. A few times.By the time Bailian got up, our car had already driven far away.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and drove back to the mastiff field cautiously. Lao Xiao locked the iron gate, and a car of people got out of the car softly.

"It's too scary. With these dogs outside, who would dare to go out?" Lao Xiao straightened his torn sleeves and wiped the blood from the backs of his hands. Dolma continued to use her specialty of crying bitterly, but Nima herself didn't recover, and she didn't have time to comfort her.The old sister was so frightened that she said that these dogs bit her a few days ago and she was hospitalized for more than a month.The elder sister turned over the wound and showed me the wound. Although the torn flesh on the waist and legs had scabbed, it was still shocking. The crooked sutures on the back were like ancient plank roads. It is not difficult to imagine the tragedy of being bitten. .Sister's face turned pale when she talked about dogs: "Those dogs seem to have a grudge against the people in our mastiff farm. They guard the door all day and go out to bite one by one." I was horrified when I heard it.

Later, by chance, I chatted with the old herdsman who delivered yogurt every day. The old herdsman was riding a motorcycle. I was surprised, why those dogs never bit him?The old herdsman smiled and said: "They probably think you look like foreigners. Maybe there are their reasons." The old herdsman saw that I didn't understand, and explained a lot to me in detail: There are three types of dogs on the grassland - watchdogs , Shepherd and Territorial Dogs.The watchdog is raised by the herdsmen to guard the yurts. It is only responsible for the safety and property of the herdsmen’s family. When strangers approach the yurts, the watchdog will bark and call the police and unequivocally rush to bite. They won't chase after them, as long as they don't get too close to the herdsmen's house, they won't provoke the watchdog. Shepherd dogs guard the herds, mostly mastiffs, fierce and loyal.They recognize the smell of their own cattle and sheep, and if a stranger or wild animal dares to attack the cattle and sheep, they will throw the attacker down and block their throats.But if humans and beasts just walk on the grassland and keep a distance from the herd, they will only watch from a distance and will not attack. Only territorial dogs are the most special. They have no master and wander around the grassland all day long. Each group of dogs has its own territory.Territorial dogs are lethal, and must kill or drive out strange dogs that break into their territory. They live a half-wolf, half-dog life.Many people are used to calling these territorial dogs wild dogs or stray dogs. In fact, although they are wandering, they are different from wild dogs: wild dogs are not fed by anyone, while territorial dogs are in a semi-wild state, except that they will live on the grassland like wolves. In addition to wandering around to catch live food and eat carrion, they will also accept human charity, especially some Tibetans with religious beliefs will often feed them food at a fixed time and place, which also strengthens the territorial dog to a certain extent. dependent on human survival.Therefore, territorial dogs generally do not attack people or herds. Territorial dogs can coexist harmoniously with local people wearing Tibetan robes. Hearing this, I thought to myself, if I walk on the grassland in the future, it may be much more convenient if I wear a Tibetan robe, and I can better integrate into the grassland. How did these territorial dogs come about?According to the old herdsman, most of these dogs were abandoned by people, and there are too many reasons for abandonment: or there are not so many wild animals, so the herdsmen no longer need to raise so many dogs; or these dogs are too poor. They can’t herd sheep or guard the house; or there are too many puppies in a litter, so they just throw some out to fend for themselves; some small dogs are obviously not plateau breeds, they are dogs “released” here by outsiders... Grassland These dogs have been produced since there were herders, and they have adapted to nature from generation to generation by weeding out the bad and keeping the good, and some even reproduced. With more and more abandoned dogs joining in, territorial dogs gradually formed in groups.When wolves are almost wiped out, territorial dogs often start to do wolf things.Only a group of territorial dogs can find more carrion, grab more food, and of course, attract more good people to feed them.Tibetans do not kill dogs, so territorial dogs are better off than wolves.In contrast, the same stray dogs, the urban stray dogs have poor survival ability after being abandoned, and the dirty tails are very tired, but the prairie stray dogs can tenaciously form a group and start their journey of returning to the wild. Therefore, they are freer and stronger than other dogs. The old herdsman also told me that no matter what kind of dog, it is more aggressive at night than during the day!So it's best not to wander around at night.Not to mention approaching the herdsmen's house in the dark, respecting the habits of all kinds of dogs can coexist peacefully with them. According to the words of the old herdsman, the gang led by Bailian belonged to territorial dogs, but we didn't provoke them. Why did these territorial dogs attack the people in our mastiff farm, even risking being run over by cars?I also remembered the first time I took Green out to see the prairie, Green also attracted three dogs to chase after him, and one of them was this white face.At that time, I threw a shoe and yelled for a while and then drove the dog away. I didn't see them suffering and hating people.Why did you bite the old sister like that? I have never figured out this question. After listening to the analysis of the old herdsman, I suggest feeding to appease these territorial dogs.However, the old sister was still worried, and Lao Xiao's hands were swollen for several days after being scratched and bitten by the dog.Lao Xiao tried his best to get dozens of cannonballs, and together with Nima they carried bamboo poles and fired cannons around the mastiff field, scaring the territorial dogs away.They let off the remaining firecrackers for a few days, and since then, the area around the mastiff farm has become quiet. At this moment, Lao Xiao told me that the white face came back again, and he brought more dogs. I panicked in my heart, why did these guys come back again?Gathered so many at once?I dare not take Green out. In the afternoon, the Tibetan mastiffs were all locked in the cages of the kennel. I was writing in the room, and I could see Green strolling alone in the yard through the window.Unable to play, he was so bored that he scratched his skin, and after a few turns, he began to climb my window.I poked my head out of the window and saw that the sun was as hot as molten steel out of a furnace. Let alone going out to play with him, his skin would peel if he stood outside for a while, not to mention there were so many vicious territorial dogs outside.I grabbed a handful of dog food and held it out the window to appease Green.The green drunkard didn't mean to drink, he grabbed my sleeve and insisted on dragging me out. I shook off my sleeve and closed the window.Green got angry and scratched at the windowpane, but I ignored him.So Green began howling, one after another, as if threatening "I'll keep howling until you come out."I chuckled, this guy is doing this again, but this is a grassland, not a city, so he can't threaten me...Green stopped barking, and walked around the venue looking left and right. After a while, there was a desolate creaking sound in the field.I looked up, and Green came out from the corner of the iron wall, walked slowly on tiptoe, and walked past my window, limping.What did this guy do just now?How did you cripple your leg?I knocked on the glass window to greet Green, but he ignored me and limped out of the window on his own. Every few steps, he turned his head and raised his left hind leg painfully, and brought it to his mouth for licking. The hind legs simply hung up and could no longer be put down on the ground. As soon as they touched the ground, the pain was so hot that he screamed.Did it get stabbed or cut by the iron wall? I quickly went through the window and turned Green over on the spot to check his left hind leg: the dark leather sole pad was intact, no thorns were inserted into it, and no swelling was seen.I checked his legs again, and found no trauma. I simply checked and kneaded his four legs carefully, but there was still no abnormality.I rubbed the back of my head, not understanding.Could it be that the leg is cramped too fast?I got up and went back to the house to get the medicinal wine.As soon as I got to the window, before I jumped into the room, I heard Green scream again, his hind legs hung up again, and he was struggling to follow me with his hind legs hanging. Ok?I felt something was wrong, it was clearly the left hind leg that was limping just now, why did it change to the right hind leg now?I suddenly had a feeling of being fooled: this guy couldn't find anyone to accompany him, so he tried every means to lure me out.After being cute and howling didn't work, he simply pretended to be injured, and I was sure I would come out to see him.However, Green is a little wolf after all, with a good memory and a great forgetfulness.Just now I checked and kneaded each leg for him. He even forgot that it was the left hind leg that pretended to be sick at first. Seeing that I was about to leave again, he hung the wrong leg in a hurry!snort!This guy has played tricks on me since I was a child, let's see how he justifies himself this time. Seeing me staring at his right leg, Green's eyes rolled suspiciously, his ears trembled and slowly moved to the back of his head, he also realized the problem... He bowed his head guiltyly, shrinking his hands and feet, embarrassed He twisted his waist, lowered his right hind leg, hung up his left hind leg again, and walked a few steps toward me.I folded my hands to watch him act.This kid changed his legs before the battle, and didn't fight himself! Green clearly read my nonchalant body language, and understood that his performance had been misguided.After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly lost his limp on either leg, and turned it into an attack, he jumped up and bit my trouser leg, and dragged me towards the middle of the field!I couldn't resist him, so I had no choice but to obey. I once heard an old herdsman say: a hunter with hunting dogs was about to find the wolf den, and the female wolf came out of the grass with a desolate scream, and limped away into the distance as if her leg was seriously injured. , attracting hunters to chase her.The female wolf ran neither fast nor slow, predicting that the hunter would never be willing to shoot, because she knew what the hunter wanted most.The speed at which she dragged her legs made the hunter feel that she could catch up with her, and if she was killed with a stick, she could get a whole wolf skin.After teasing the hunter away from the wolf's den, she ran into the bushes.The hunter shouted that he had been fooled, and quickly raised his gun to shoot, but the female wolf had already disappeared.The female wolf will lure the hunter away by pretending to be lame, and Little Green also lures me out to play with him by pretending to be lame. It seems that the kung fu of the "three-legged wolf" is really a secret skill passed down from generation to generation.Wolves can use their brains and tricks to achieve their goals, and they can be called excellent strategists in the animal kingdom.Humans may have many modern scientific inventions, but in the most primitive mental contest, I was played around by a little wolf as an adult.Wolf is indeed a psychological expert in terms of knowing oneself and the enemy, judging the situation, and grasping the opponent's weaknesses.Although I saw through Green's sloppiness in this contest, it was just a child's good-natured game and hypocrisy after all, not even a small test.If Green grows into a big wolf, facing the enemy, hunting and besieging, I don't know how much wisdom will be displayed. Even though I was there with Green, he was restless and wanted to get out of the mastiff.That day I climbed up to the wall to check, the outside of the mastiff farm was quiet and quiet, and there was no sign of a territorial dog.I yelled a few more times, but there was indeed no dog.So I sneaked out with Green. After staying in the house for a few days, Green was so suffocated that he couldn't wait to run to the river as soon as he came out of the scene.He ran to a haystack, scratching excitedly for a while... He was stunned; hurriedly ran to another place, scratching again... his eyes widened in a daze; he ran to another place, digging hysterically When he got up, the sand and grass were flying around... He ran several places, and suddenly let out a wailing cry, rolled around on the ground, fiercely biting the messy grass and uprooting it!The look of pain and chagrin is like a miser squatting in front of a looted treasure house and beating his chest.I suddenly understood one thing - it was Green's large amount of meat stored by the river that attracted the white faces and the gang of territorial dogs.Alas, poor Green is still looking forward to coming out for a toothbrush. I was complaining about Green, when I heard another dog barking in the distance.My hair stood on end, I hurriedly picked up Green and ran back.Green struggled desperately under my armpit, lashing out at the dogs with lingering anger.The barking of the dog was getting closer and closer, I yelled for Lao Xiao to open the door, and shut Green back to the midfield as soon as he entered.All I could hear were the territorial dogs "cursing" loudly outside the door. "Let me see if there are still firecrackers!" Old Xiao walked to the warehouse. "How many firecrackers do you have? If you scare them away, they will come again!" I said coldly.These dogs are haunting the neighborhood, and Green will not be able to survive in the future. Even people will not be able to get out of this situation.Dogs are supposed to be afraid of people, so why are these dogs crazy?With a heartbroken heart, I went into the storage room to find a few strong sticks, tried them, and picked the one that was the most convenient.Old Xiao said in shock: "You don't want to rush out to beat the dog, do you?!" I put on my mountain boots and put on thick clothes: "They must be taught a lesson, otherwise they will hurt people." Lao Xiao complained endlessly: "My God, Lao Lin entrusted you to us, if something happens to you, how can we explain it?" Without making a sound, I found another big plastic bag, filled it with the leftover meat dregs, tendon and skull stubble from the beef fed to the Tibetan Mastiff, and carried it in my hand.Seeing that he couldn't stop me, Lao Xiao stomped his feet and picked up a big stick: "I'll go with you!" "Just hold the door for me." "Masters can't hide behind the door!" Old Xiao snorted and went to find the person who guarded the door.The old sister had already locked the door of the room, and she wouldn't dare to come out even if she gave her ten guts.Dolma heard the dog barking fiercely, she pursed her mouth and was about to cry.Nima nestled in the room without making a sound.Old Xiao became angry: "Fuck! Stand up if you are a man!" After a while, Nima put on a thick jacket, bravely walked out of the room, and guarded the door for us. As soon as the door opened, Lao Xiao rushed out first. With a wave of his stick, he heard a dog screaming and running away.I went out immediately, and the group of dogs had dispersed to form a semi-circular encirclement, yelling ferociously.Old Xiao and I were close to the iron gate. I put the plastic bag by my feet and held the big stick tightly with both hands.A dog on the right smelled beef and rushed over from the side. I swung a big stick and hit the dog on the nose until it spun several times like a top, howled in pain, and writhed all over the ground clutching his nose.Old Xiao also beat one back with his club, and the frightened group of dogs backed away a little more.After a period of stalemate, I finally saw this group of territorial dogs clearly, good guys, there are twenty or thirty of them, some are Tibetan dogs, some are native dogs, some are wolf dogs, and there are a few small ones that look like Pekingese skewers. I don't know how they all got together and turned into bandits. The territorial dogs you squeezed and bumped into were more ferocious than each other.Lao Xiao and I trembled slightly with our legs trembling, and we were so nervous that we were about to collapse.I regretted rushing out recklessly, and even more regretted not having practiced the dog-beating stick technique. It's not that easy to be a hero.I saw Pale Face, standing behind the pack of dogs, staring at us confidently, as if these gangsters could take care of us without him doing anything.Another seven or eight vicious dogs slowly approached, their limbs squatted slightly, and they were about to pounce on them!My head buzzed, it's over, it's over, these dogs are going to attack in groups, and we must die ugly! Be the first to attack!Killing one counts as one!I raised the big stick and swung it wildly, suddenly there was a loud bang, and the big stick just hit the iron gate behind me, the dogs jumped up like grasshoppers in fright, and the white face was also startled.I was a little startled, but I quickly realized that I was in a desperate situation, so I raised my big stick and slammed it on the iron door with all my might—"Boom!" The blow was like a sonic bomb, shaking everyone The dogs were so uncomfortable that they lay down on the ground. "Oooh—" A familiar wolf howl suddenly came from the field, and Green's resentment for being robbed of food storage was all in the wolf howl.Immediately afterwards, the emperor barked loudly, and then Senge and Heihu roared. Lao Lin's Tibetan mastiffs joined in the roar! "Boom!" Lao Xiao also hit the iron gate hard, it was deafening! The roar of the smashed iron gate inspired the instinct of the Tibetan mastiffs to protect their homes. The majestic roars of more than 30 Tibetan mastiffs from the three mastiff farms immediately resounded across the field, mixed with long howls of wolves, and hit the eardrums like rolling thunder! The territorial dogs, who had been so proud just now, immediately clamped their tails, whimpered and barked and backed away again and again, and the frightened Jingba Chuan turned around and ran away.Yelling and biting with a white face can't stop the deserters! "Boom! Boom..." Lao Xiao kept banging on the door like thunder in the winter!The wolf mastiffs roared in unison in the arena, and the sound became stronger and stronger one after another. The powerful momentum was like a galloping horse, and the dogs couldn't lift their heads!In an instant, the dog's mind was slackened, and he ran away and scattered, like exploding fireworks that could no longer be gathered together.There were only Bailian and a few big buddies standing not far away, but their tails were tightly clamped, and they had no fighting spirit. I never expected to withdraw the dog like this today, Lao Xiao and I were very surprised.Tibetan mastiffs and wolves are indeed the gods of war that frighten grassland animals! After driving the dogs without a fight, it's time to recruit.Hey those who follow me, fight against those who oppose me!Lao Xiao and I grabbed handfuls of meat scraps and bones, and threw them out like heavenly maids scattered flowers.The dogs that had fled and scattered immediately gathered around and robbed each other, and even fought for food, a gang of mobs.Several dogs wagged their tails at us. It seemed that they were indeed used to being fed. In the previous two confrontations, we and Bailian won one game each.How can there be any morals in this temporary group of dogs?With a white face like a defeated general, looking at the looting disciples in front of him, he let out a curse of resentment from the depths of his throat.Old Xiao picked up the last handful of minced meat, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it in front of Bailian.The white face sniffed the meat ball suspiciously, then raised his head to look at Lao Xiao and me.Next to Bailian, a big black-haired dog (I call him Heipi) took the opportunity to grab the meatball and swallowed it in a few mouthfuls. Only then did Lao Xiao and I call Nima to open the door. While guarding against the dog, we retreated back to the field. Since then, every time I have leftovers or meat and bones, I throw them to the territorial dog.The dogs stopped making trouble when they saw me and Lao Xiao, and some dogs even wagged their tails in a friendly manner.It's just that when they saw the old sister's car, they still chased and bit fiercely. The animals behaved strangely, which is hard for us humans to figure out. The most troublesome thing is Green. Although the territorial dog no longer threatens people, it still cannot tolerate a wolf appearing on his territory.The territorial dogs ransacked Green's food stash, and when they saw Green, they barked and drove away.Green squeaked friendly at first, hoping to join their group.Perhaps in Green's mind, the Tibetan Mastiff brothers are all "house dogs". What Green longs for is to have a free group on the grassland, even if they will be bullied.Poor little Green didn't know he was a wolf yet.However, although these territorial dogs no longer herd sheep or guard the house, they grow wild in the grasslands, and they may have suffered from wolves. How can they not know the true face of wolves?The fear and rejection of wild wolves by the prairie dogs may be difficult to resolve. I have to carry a big stick every time to ensure Green's safety. This afternoon, I saw that the territorial dog was not around, so I took Green for a walk along the big river.I carried a big stick and followed Green like a bodyguard.As he was walking, Green suddenly found the body of a lamb lying on the shoal by the river. There was no wound, and the thin river water gently washed the white hair under the lamb. It was probably washed up here after falling into the water after slipping. of.After examining the dead lamb, Green was sure that he had found a treasure, and with a sheep's ear in his mouth, he dragged the lamb to the sandy land on the shore with all his strength.Then, he ran around the lamb three times to the left and three times to the right, running faster and faster. The little wolf's paw prints on the beach were stacked one after another, forming a perfect circle, as if drawing a big pie that fell from the sky .Seeing Green scratching his cheeks with joy, I was also inspired by him and laughed. Green's "painting cake" stopped, as if thinking of something, he left the lamb and ran away...why not?I was muttering to myself, Green had already rushed forward tens of meters nervously, then turned around and fell down suddenly, with his head lowered, revealing a pair of piercing little wolf eyes in the grass, like clay sculptures and wood carvings It didn't move, only the two pointed ears fluttered like big butterflies resting in the grass.This strange behavior was completely beyond my expectation. Green lay prostrate in the grass for two minutes, then suddenly pounced on the lamb as if being ejected from a trebuchet, bit the lamb's back, and then Green lost his mouth. He jumped back and licked his upper lip with his tongue. Like a broken tooth.He shook his neck hair, snapped his head violently, and shook the gravel on his paws, like an athlete performing an abnormal posture.He circled the lamb, sniffed the place where he had just bitten, and arched the lamb's swollen stomach, looking back and forth, as if doing research.After a while, he turned around and ran towards me briskly.I quietly watched him toss. Green stopped a few steps in front of me, and stretched his body and neck, as if focusing.He got down again and repeated the dormant movement just now.This time, he formed a horizontal line from the beard, the back of the back to the tip of the tail, his eyes were fixed on the front, his ears turned slightly, and he raised a curved front leg, about to step, and paused on the spot for several seconds.I squatted down, and the angle was just right to see from the back of his head the dark nose tip between the two pointed ears, like a rifle sight, and his sight was pointed straight at the bulging belly of the lamb. Suddenly, he rushed out again, jumped on the lamb in the blink of an eye, and bit the lamb's belly!The bulging belly of the sheep shot out a stream of fine water. Green pressed his claws on the body of the sheep, bit the neck of the sheep hard, shook his head vigorously, and screamed in his throat. I suddenly realized, isn't this hunting!This prey was about the same size as his body, and he was actually training himself.Although Green had killed a chicken before, I gave him the chicken, and he was far less interested in chickens than he was in sheep.More importantly, this is the first time Green found such a whole prey in the wilderness. Although it was a dead prey picked up for nothing by luck, he was completely addicted to hunting games like a child running a house— — This sheep was caught by me!I killed it! However, in the series of his self-drilling process, I was at best only a partner, so who is his coach?There has never been any animal demonstration around him. How could he complete this whole set of hunting movements so rigorously and methodically?It is difficult for me to use "instinct", "heredity" and "nature" to explain the surprises that Green brought to me in the process of growing up alone.Perhaps, with the growth of Little Green, another wolf survival code is about to be deciphered.I took a deep breath and looked up at the sky involuntarily. The sun covered by the thin clouds was like a man with bright yellow eyes traveling through the jungle, and he was looking at Green with the same tenderness as me. Under the blue sky, Little Green was still rehearsing frantically.After hunting, he proudly rolled around the lamb, soaking up the scent of the prey on himself.Finally having had enough tossing, he took a few breaths to calm his heartbeat. He had eaten dog food for many days, and even rotten meat was what his stomach was eagerly calling for!He tore at his prey ferociously, and this was the first time he had eaten mutton.The river flows as usual, and the story of "The Wolf and the Lamb" by the river continues. Does the wolf need a reason to eat the sheep? Green dug a big hole in the belly of the sheep, and first ate the heart and liver. Of course he could still eat it, but he held back because he was too full to be flexible. He dragged the sheep back and hid it slowly. enjoy.The eviscerated lamb was half lighter. Green picked up the back of the lamb and tried to raise the wolf's head. The sheep's feet and legs dragged on the ground.Green stopped and stopped, and after a lot of effort, he finally dragged the sheep back to the mastiff field. I yelled at Lao Xiao outside the wall of the mastiff field to open the door for me.Those territorial dogs appeared out of nowhere, like a swarm of flies that couldn't get away, and surrounded Green.Seeing that Green had something delicious in his mouth, the dogs salivated and rushed to grab the sheep.Green took the lamb in his mouth and ran away quickly, and Bailian led the crowd to chase after it. Little Green stumbled and ran with the lamb in his mouth, calmly agitating his abdomen while running, he didn't want to fight. Bailian caught up with Green, grabbed the leg of lamb in one bite, and yanked Green violently, pulling Green into somersaults, twisting the empty shell of the lamb into twists.Green got up as soon as he got up, still biting the sheep's neck tightly and never let go, this is his lamb!Bailian growled, and Green wrinkled his nose too!A wolf and a dog pulled the sheep's carcass, tensed their bodies, and neither one backed down. During the stalemate, the dog's eyes became more and more red, and the wolf's eyes became more and more green!A group of dogs barked loudly, as if cheering for a tug-of-war.The black-skinned dog sneaked around behind Green, aiming at Green's rear crotch with a bite, Green screamed, turned around and bit back, and Heipi dodged away.Green looked back and saw that the lamb was already in Bailian's mouth, and Bailian was holding the lamb proudly. A yellow bitch beside him happily licked Bailian's neck and mouth, as if to celebrate his success, and pulled the lamb and The white faces tore and devoured together.The dog minions wagged their tails and circled around, trying to get a piece of the action. I yelled and chased him up, telling Green to go back quickly, while beating the dog with a big stick. Green is not going back!There was a gloomy light in his eyes, his beard was flamboyant, his bloody mouth was half-opened, his limbs were slightly squatting, and he seemed to be jumping, and a hoarse and rough growl came out from the depth of his throat.The critical point of fighting with force has been reached!After all, Green is a wolf, and it is a shame and a shame for a wolf to snatch food. I never expected that Green would suddenly rush into the pack of dogs, and the first target he charged was not the white face but the black skin!Don't say that Little Green doesn't have the ability to kill the enemy, even if he has this ability, he should capture the thief first and capture the king first. I don't know what he thinks. Bailian reacted the fastest, yelling and leaping over, knocking Green to the ground.Green rolled over and got up, Hei Pi had already slipped away.Green was rushing and biting aimlessly among the dogs. From time to time, some dogs were bitten by the wolf teeth, but whenever Green bit a dog and did not let go, the other dogs would attack you one after another, like piranhas Tear and bite on him! "Green, run!" I waved a big stick to beat a group of dogs away and another group of dogs came!The dogs bit my eyes, and some dogs even started to pull my trouser legs. Green bit and retreated, and fled to the river. I was so anxious that I beat the dogs and chased them to the river! While chasing, I heard a "splash" from far away!My head buzzed, Green fell into the river!Immediately afterwards, the dogs stood in a row by the river, barking hoarsely and unpleasantly into the river.From their sharp voices, it is not difficult to feel that they are swearing and cursing fiercely. I rushed to the river with a big stick, and the dogs scattered, and Green disappeared.I was anxious and afraid, yelling and searching along the rushing river for several hours, and finally, four or five miles downstream, I found Green coming out of the grass on the opposite bank and whining at me across the river... …what!there he is!My tense heartstrings finally loosened.On the other side, Green's fur was scruffy, with mud and weeds hanging from his tail, and he looked unlucky. In the evening, when I returned to the mastiff farm, the female mastiff, Feng Xue, carefully licked Green's wolf fur, and Green curled up in Feng Xue's arms and kept sneezing. Such a siege has never been taken away by such a large "prey" by dogs.Why can't these territorial dogs tolerate him so much?Losing a battle may not be a fatal blow to him, but being targeted by his peers, being chased and robbed every time is the saddest thing for him. However, Green recovered from his injury after a few days of quietness, and still pestered me to go out. It seemed that no amount of danger could stop his longing for the vast world.I thought to myself that if Green returns, the first enemy he will face will be the grassland dogs. If he can't pass this level, what is the return?However, he is too young now, it is impossible to force him to face a group of dogs, only to avoid them temporarily.These territorial dogs like to be close to human activities, so I might as well take Green for a walk deep into the grassland. 为了在草原行走更方便，我特意托卓玛帮我准备了一件薄薄的夏季藏袍。