With the development of economic and social development, pet dogs have become an important member of many families. My aunt's family used to be like this.
My aunt, once an outstanding middle school mathematics teacher, retired from the education administration and was given to idle at home. By chance, he raised a cute snow-white pet puppy "Ball Ball".
Last year, the ball came to an end. The loss of her beloved dog, my aunt is extremely sad. So I wrote this article.
Last Sunday, I learned that my aunt had written this article, so I suggested that it be published in my headline number. The old aunt agreed.
With this article, I would like to commemorate the ball that has been in heaven.
The title was added by me, and I did not seek my aunt's opinion. The text has not been altered. Just for the convenience of reading, a paragraph distinction was made.
On May 6th, at six o'clock this afternoon, the ball walked peacefully in my arms and returned to the arms of Mother Earth. My lovely balls are never guilty again.
Qiu Qiu was seriously ill during the May Day holiday. Pet hospitals have been informed of the imminent death. When I was seriously ill, the ball was not sharp, quietly opening my mouth and gasping for breath, and a pair of unfocused eyes kept staring at me. She knew that we hurt her, couldn't bear to see her suffer, and from her eyes she could see how unwilling she was, didn't want to leave Grandpa and me, didn't want to leave this home that spoiled her, loved her, and regarded her as a pearl in her hand. She quietly endured the pain, and the dark eyes shone with a gentle light, which was pitiful but still so cute.
Some people will say that a puppy has this aura? Is it a deliberate exaggeration? All I can say is that Ball and the people in our family are so heart-to-heart, we hurt her, she loves her, she loves her, and she repays and repays us with the same love. If the family makes a fuss, she will come up to you and look at you with her big eyes, making you feel that she can't bear to argue anymore for the sake of cuteness. You will let go of the unhappiness in your heart and quickly pick up this cute little elf. Some of the friction in the house was buffered and melted in this full of love.
When walking, the ball knew that I was walking slowly, she walked in front, looked back at me for a while, and waited for me to walk in. If she was walking with Grandpa, she would run in front, fast, and wouldn't let Grandpa overtake. When I got home, the sound of water in the washroom sounded, she obediently walked in to take a bath, washed clean, I would give her a warm hug, the ball was enjoying the warm embrace, closed her eyes and took a beautiful nap.
Ball ball likes to be clean, likes to wear a beautiful little girl, when walking the bend to see such a beautiful girl will stop to admire the beauty. Ball ball likes nature, like flowers and grass, come out of the house to see the grass, the little will sniff around, not willing to leave, then we will be by her to appreciate nature, enjoy nature. Enjoy the happy times brought to her by the wind, the sun, and the grass.
Ball also likes pink, the same as my preferences. She laid out a flower sheet as green as grass and covered it with a small pink list. Pillow the baby. In the middle of the couch was her bed, and at night she lay on the soft bed and enjoyed the warmth and love.
The days and nights of spending time with the ball are deeply engraved in my heart and will always be cherished in my memory.
Today is May 6, 2021, originally I was going to go to the greenhouse to grow vegetables in the afternoon, but at noon there was a strong wind of seven or eight poles, this is the fate of God arranged with me and the ball, let me hold the ball, comfort the ball not to be afraid, with my company, the ball in the last time is only the two of us, she and I are born with a relationship, she sat on the sofa where I can see me, I looked at her, comforted her, told her that we are all children of the earth, we will all return to the arms of Mother Earth, the last few minutes of the ball I held her and walked quietly. No pain, no sadness.
Ball you wear your favorite pink dress, not cold, bleached beautifully. Red clothes, white hair, black eyes, you will always be beautiful and bright.
You live forever in my heart. My lovely ball, you smell the grass you like in the arms of Mother Earth, and there is no more pain. There are blue skies and white clouds to accompany you, there are big trees to shelter you from the wind and rain, there are flowers and birds around you singing and dancing, you are not lonely, not lonely, my lovely ball. My cute little elf.