Hi, I'm Maisie, the golden retriever who loves to write. I live with my dad. A few days ago, my dad went out to watch a movie, and when he came back, he hugged me and cried like a dog. He said to me, "Messie, let's make a promise of 'four lives and four lives, ten miles of wheat fields'. You will be by my side in the next life, the next life, and the next life." I looked at his tearful eyes and said : "What? What wheat fields?"
Later I learned that the movie was called "A Dog's Mission". I'm curious, what is there to make into a movie, my mission is to accompany my father. But on second thought, even if it is just company, there are still many stories to tell. Would you like to hear our story?
Yeah, I think I should introduce myself first.
I like comfort, the non-verbal kind. I like seeing what you're thinking at a glance. I like to walk, not in a straight line. I like to moor in the grass and smell the earth mixed with the sunrise. I like to lie in the yard and use the blue sky as a photo album. I like to walk around, dab dab, dab dab, and every footprint hits a crisp sound.
I like the hustle and bustle, I like the quiet, I like my golden hair, and I like the sunshine when I run.
I like the supermarket where people come and go at the gate of the community, and the father who goes to buy a pack of cigarettes on time every day. I was born on May 18, 2010, and he took me to his home on June 12, 2010, and then laughed and cried, I don't know if I can do this until I get old.
And then I like it, whether the rest of the world likes it or not.
I am Maisie. A golden retriever dog who loves to write. (there should be applause here)
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The person I love the most is my dad, who also loves me very much and never dislikes me for being small and impure. Every day people point at me and say, "Hey, look at the little golden retriever!"
I thought I was really small, and I was very envious watching Teddy walk across the lawn and drill through the fence of my yard. So he mustered up the courage to drill too, but got stuck in the fence. Originally, I planned to drill with my butt first, but later I found that the direction was not easy to grasp, so I drilled with my head first. Only one ear has passed, and half of the dog's face can't move. Actually quite painful.
Although the yard is very small and the world is very big, you can't get out of it. You have to walk out of the door in an upright manner, otherwise you will be stuck in the face. Dad came over, I was afraid of embarrassment, so I didn't say a word. He said, "Would you like me to push it out for you?" I couldn't move my head, and I couldn't open my mouth, so I could only shout "Gugu". As soon as he pushed it, it was so painful that my tears came down, and I kept shouting: "Gu Gu Gu Gu". He said, "Then I'll pull you in?" I said, "Gugugugu." As soon as he pulled, I pulled out in dismay, not daring to open my eyes to look at him. under.
After a while, Dad grabbed a handful of rice and threw it in front of me. I looked at him in amazement, and he said, "Didn't you coo coo and turn into a dove?" I was so angry that tears came down again.
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I don't know why, but my stature is a little smaller than the normal golden retriever. This has puzzled me for a long time.
Once my dad took me to the supermarket, he was in line, I was lying at his feet. It was finally our turn, and a couple was ahead. The woman said, "Look, little golden retriever." The old man said, "It's two years old." The man said, "Oh, two years old is so young, isn't it pure?" The woman said, "I have a dog. , you have to buy a purebred dog, and if you keep an impure dog, you will keep it for nothing."
I could hear tears coming down again.
While the man was nagging, he bought a gold Nanjing package of 20 yuan. The woman said, "It can't be fake, right?" As she said, the two of them took out the cigarettes there and planned to smoke one to see if it was true or not.
Dad didn't even look at them, he threw the money to the counter and said, "Take a bag of Zhonghua." The salesperson asked, "Hard Zhonghua or Soft Zhonghua?" Dad said, "The soft ones, my dog can't smell cigarettes under 50 yuan. Smell." The salesperson said, "Okay." Dad said, "Thank you, hurry up." We left the supermarket with our heads held high, and I peeked at the man and woman, the woman staring at the man fiercely, with a cigarette in her hand. Pinch off.
When I got home, Dad suddenly said, "Massie, I went to buy razors, why did I buy cigarettes?" I pretended not to hear anything and got under the reclining chair. Dad was stunned for a while, lit a cigarette and said, "The world is impermanent, let's shave the beard tomorrow."
I look across the balcony, looking outside the yard, the white fence, the blue sky, the green trees. Be as small as you are, and be happy.
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My dad would also write nasty words to me. Take it out for you to see.
I've never taught Maisie any instructions, but she's slowly learning a lot on her own, winking and trying to discern what you're talking about.
She even learned to refuse food herself. Put the food in the bowl, she will look at you pitifully, until you touch her forehead, she starts to bow her head to eat. If you don't touch her forehead, she will follow you all the time. Wherever you go, she will sit next to you and shove her forehead to you.
One day I put away my food and forgot to touch her forehead, so I hurried out to the supermarket to buy something. After half an hour, she went home, opened the door, and heard the sound of "click, click". At first glance, she probably couldn't wait and started to eat.
I coughed, and she turned back suddenly, stunned. The whole dog sat stupidly, the dog's head was turned 180 degrees to face me, and the dog food fell out of its mouth!
Before I could speak, she sneaked out her front paws and pulled the dog food that had fallen on the ground to the side! Dial far!
She probably meant: these are not what I eat...
I laughed so hard that I took off the plastic bag in my hand. Eat, eat, we don't have so many rules. Eat what you like and eat when you like. The dog food is not delicious, let's change the brand, if it is not delicious, let's buy bone soup immediately, buy beef and boil it with white water to create a bright future!
One winter, I was bored watching TV, and on a whim, I used Maisie as a foot pad to keep it warm.
Maisie was shocked, looked at me cautiously, and found that my attitude was firm. She sighed and lay down very seriously, and never moved.
As a result, I fell asleep, and when I slept until it was dark, I felt something scratching me. When I saw it, Maisie patted me with her paw. I lifted my foot and she switched positions, turned over comfortably, and looked at me, meaning you can put it down.
I put my feet down and she went back to sleep contentedly.
Golden Retriever, a devil before one year old, and an angel after one year old, it really is true.
Hee hee, I am my father's angel, so shy.
Dog birth is short, so short that I can only care about one person.
I know that the most useful thing I can do for each other is that when two people are together, in some moments, the other person will become the happiest person in the world. Without these moments, the other person will become the saddest person.
I want dad to be happy.
I am Maisie and I am very happy. I want all dogs in the world to be happy. I hope the owners can love their dogs like my dad loves me. I hope passersby don't like it and don't hurt it. Although we may not be as smart and obedient as in the movie, we also want to stay by your side.
If you want to hear more stories about me and my dad, you can read the book I wrote! The title of the book is - "Let Me Stay by Your Side" (Knock on the blackboard!! Mark the key points!! The book cover will look like this below☟)
Zhang Jiajia, the author of "Passing Through Your World", which sold 2 million copies in 6 months, and the best storyteller, is here with his new heart-warming bedtime story! This time, Zhang Jiajia wrote 7 heart-warming chapters and 37 stories that made people laugh and cry from the perspective of his dog daughter, Maisie the golden retriever. These stories are the time and distance, possession and disappearance in Maisie's eyes, and are also a warm gift from the dog to the people of the earth. Maisie's friends seem to be friends around us. Maisie's daily life seems to be happening near us at zero distance. Maisie seems to be by our side all the time.
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