Essay I got sick and the dog went to his parents

After the founding of the country, animals could not become sperm.

I have a black puppy at home and it's cute.

It's amazing, but who knew that it was sick a few days ago.

Remember that at noon that day, it was different from before, how did it walk on three feet? I thought: it must have been bitten by another dog while grabbing food! So I didn't pay attention to it.

One day, Dad also found out that Dad touched the puppy's feet with his hand, and as soon as he touched it, the puppy's body shook a little, which showed that it hurt there. Dad touched a bulging thing again, and it turned out that a worm had crawled into its feet!

When I got home in the evening, my father immediately brought tools and prepared to perform an operation on the puppy. Dad first brought a rope and wrapped the puppy's feet and mouth like a rice dumpling, and then Dad brought scissors, the puppy seemed to know what it was, so it began to move, Dad held it down and cut it down violently, the puppy screamed and began to move again, and Dad immediately sprinkled the wound with anti-inflammatory powder. After a few days, the puppy's illness was really cured!

Everyone has a chance to try, and if my dad doesn't try to operate on the puppy, maybe the puppy will lose his life, and we should try like those inventors.

My parents took me to Zhengzhou to visit the market, and I accidentally walked to a dog dealer's stall. The dog dealer's stall had four cages, each containing at least three or four puppies. There is a puppy who is particularly lively, and has been holding the iron cage to watch the passers-by, that look, it's really cute!

I was so impressed that I begged my parents. Mom and Dad also liked puppies very much, so they bought this puppy home.

This little dog is yellow and white, and has big watery eyes, and I named it Doudou. Doudou was only two months old, and when he first arrived home, he walked trembling slightly. He didn't dare to eat under our watchful eye, and he didn't dare to eat a little bit until we were gone.

On this day, the weather was clear. I took Doudou to the square to play, but somehow God suddenly blew and it rained heavily. I hurriedly rushed home with Doudou, and Doudou was trembling all the way!

I was terrified.

When I got home, I quickly changed into thick pajamas. He also kept Doudou warm and paved a three-story dog house. I put Doudou in and kept watching Doudou nervously.

The acne was still shaking, and it looked very painful. Mom decided to take me and Doudou to the pet hospital. When we arrived at the hospital, my mother handed Doudou to the doctor, and we sat on the blue chair next to us and waited for the examination.

Doudou was carried into the examination room, and after a while, the doctor came out: the dog had a fever, which was very serious, and it could cause canine plague. I'm going to have to keep him in the hospital for a few days, just in case.

Mom hurriedly went to pay the money and found a bed for Doudou. Then make ** for Doudou. The doctor will give Doudou an injection.

Get a fever-reducing shot. Mom hugged Doudou, and the doctor came over with a needle. I suddenly remembered that when I was five years old, I was given a fever injection, and I was shocked. At that time, I was crying like a ghost crying wolf.

Alas, Doudou, get better!

The name has been changed, and it's done.

A year ago, my grandfather gave me a little black dog named Western Europe. Western Europe has big eyes, a wet nose, and a short tail that keeps waging and waging, always waging.

Every day when I get home, it comes running to meet me. Even if it's playing with people, it will come running to welcome me. It will run and bark while wagging its tail incessantly.

It ran up to me, not only did it bite my pants to show that it was good for me, but sometimes it would pounce on me and even ask me to hug me. Otherwise, it will make a lot of noise. At this time, I always bring out something that the puppy likes to eat.

It immediately feasted in front of me. I'm very close to him, and if I don't see him when I go home, I'll be uncomfortable.

Once, however, when I came home, the puppy did not come running to welcome me. At this time, I wondered if this puppy was sick today? Or was it taken away?

Or ......I'll go find the puppy right away. I searched from the inside of the house to the outside of the house, from the upstairs to the downstairs, but I couldn't find the puppy. At this time, I was even more anxious and walked faster.

As I searched, I noticed some blood on the road outside. I'm in a hurry, could it be that the puppy was crushed to death by a car? I wanted to ask my mother, but my mother was out of business and was not at home at this time.

I'm in such a hurry. At this time, my mother came back from the street. I immediately ran up to my mother and asked

Mom, puppy ** went? The mother said, "The puppy went out to play on the road alone and was accidentally crushed by a car speeding by.

Crushed the car to death on the spot. I said, "The puppy is now a**?"

Mom said, "Well, it's in the garbage heap in front of me." I listened, and quickly ran over and took the puppy out and rinsed it under the faucet, as if giving it a bath.

Then, I took a tool and dug a small hole in the field next to it and lowered the puppy. Then I covered it with mud and made a grave for it. I also erected a monument on the puppy's grave.

The stele reads "Tomb of Western Europe". I still said to the puppy's grave in my heart: "Farewell, puppy Theo!"

It's been over a year since the puppy left me, but I get sad when I see other puppies.