I read the book [Goodbye, Kelu] when I was in college, and I couldn't cry in the library. Later, I read [The Story of Hachiko, a Faithful Dog], and I couldn't help crying even the second time; this time Marely, Still can't resist the deep attachment of tears to it.
Marely, destined to be more unfortunate than her siblings from birth, luckily she made a very lucky choice for herself, in Jenny's arms, she was so endearing, how small she was back then. It's mischievous, it's maddening, it's smart, it makes Jenny and John's home more like a home, and it's been with them from the first child, from the first fight. Growth, gradual maturity, stability and incomparable happiness.
But Marely is old, and he doesn't run like he used to, yelling frantically, biting the sofa, diving into the water to play, or resting on the owner's bed. It has become very quiet, lying quietly by the fire, quietly eating the things the owner feeds, quietly letting the children touch it, quietly finding a big tree to lie down on a rainy night, quietly receiving infusions, quietly closing its eyes . . . . . The kids are older, they don't fight anymore, they're happier every day, but it's old, irresistibly old.
John: you are a great dog, you are a great dog.........
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