When it saw me again this afternoon, it seemed extraordinarily cordial. Wagging its little tail, with gentle eyes and complex expressions, it came out of nowhere as I was about to leave the parking lot! Stop at a distance of about ten meters from me and stare at me. The fur was still very clean, still not like the stray dog Sanmao, or the sloppy king. I'm sure it's the puppy I saw last week. I asked the staff, and they said it was indeed a stray dog, living in the parking lot this autumn, and the well-meaning drivers often brought some food or happened to bring some food to fill it, and I don't know how to drink water.
This is my second meeting with this puppy. The first time was one morning last week, when I was about to drive out of the parking lot when I stumbled upon a puppy lying on the ground nearing the door. It was quiet, and it looked like there was nothing to do after breakfast, just lying there watching the scenery. Surrounded by trees and somewhat withered flowers, then there are not many occasional vehicles coming in and out. Does it seem to be waiting for whom, its owner? I stopped not far from it, whistled and called it, and it looked at me, trying to come up to me. I continued to whistle, it really came up to me, I touched its head, it was very docile, and may feel that the person in front of me usually does not eat dog meat. It's true that I don't eat its flesh, that it's not afraid of me, and it doesn't want to bite my leg or arm. Then I greeted it for a while, roughly asking him why he stayed here, why he didn't go home or something like that, and he looked at me and didn't say a word, but he was still so quiet and calm, as if he was telling me that this was his home. Sure enough, I asked the old man who charged at the door, and he said that the puppy did live in the parking lot.
Later, one evening, I drove to the subway station to pick up my wife, and brought some food for the puppy, but it was late, I went into the parking lot, looked for it for a while, and there was no shadow of the dog, so I gave the food to the old man at the door, and asked him to take me to convey my concern and greetings to the puppy. The old man also seemed happy to feed the stray dog.
Today I still stroked its head, and it took the initiative to approach me, as if it knew me, which was a really gratifying thing. hi! I didn't prepare food today, sorry. It remained quietly and calmly in the place where it was about to leave, watching me slowly leave, and as if expecting someone to take it with it.
When I came out, I was thinking, it's almost mid-autumn, the sky is getting a little chilly, and then the winter after that? Will it be taken home by any well-meaning person? Living in the yard, maybe no one took it, it still lives in the parking lot, maybe it won't snow this winter!