It's like falling from the bran basket into the rice basket. The dog licks the yogurt in my house for several days without humming, and then continues to close his eyes and curl up, but it grows coarser, longer and heavier day by day. Although it's confined in the cardboard box, it can already hear the sound of turning its body and breathing slightly. When he opened his eyes, the dog began to crawl in the small space he was familiar with, trying to climb over the cardboard box to come out to have intimate contact with us. Because it has two black and white flowers, we used to call it "flower", but this name stained with powder and honey, no matter how we call it, it just ignored, if nothing happened. Later, I thought that I picked up the puppy, so I called it "come here" casually. He stood up happily and looked at me with both eyes Since then, "come here" has become the name of the dog.<br>
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