The story of me and my little dog 1 animal world. We really can't understand what he said. We carefully observe the movements of animals, and I think you will understand. My dog is very friendly and makes others happy. Its big eyes are beautiful.
My little dog has a good name-Diandian, and I am one of them. Diandian is a naughty child, and everyone in the family talks about it. Once, I played with Diandian. The flowers in the backyard are beautiful. What do you see? Oh! So I saw "Flower Fairy"! The "Flower Fairy" in Diandian's eyes is Hu Die. It's time to be flashy. My mother killed Hua when a butterfly came to my house.
"Flower Fairy" flew over my head and followed me little by little. As soon as I lay on the grass, one of his bodies lay down, his tongue and my face. Diandian and I went to the middle of the flowers to see the world of flowers, and looked at the white clouds in the blue sky in the blink of an eye. Something fell from the sky. Oh! It turns out that the petals of a peach tree are falling one by one. Diandian and I danced and sang together in this fallen flower clearing, and the songs splashed all over the edge of the grass. The puppy fell asleep in the flower grass from 1 pm to 5: 30 pm.
Diandian is also a jealous puppy. Once, on my way home from school, I saw Diandian ignoring the stream ahead. Regardless of the danger ahead. Be sure to pick me up, too. When I got home, I gave it a biscuit. I picked up a biscuit and gave it to Xiaohua Mall. Diandian may be a little unconvinced and called "Wang Wang Wang" twice. I see. You should eat it, too. I gave it three biscuits. Seeing his relish, you will be fascinated by him.
My story with my little dog 2 On my birthday, my aunt gave me a very eager Teddy dog.
I picked up my Teddy dog and found it very beautiful: saliva flowed from its small and exquisite mouth, as if to say, "I'm hungry, little master." It blinked a pair of big eyes, as if pretending to be cute to me! It has a wet little nose. Don't underestimate it. This puppy has the best sense of smell. The dog also has a small furry tail, like a brown fluffy ball. It is wearing a brown cotton-padded jacket with some curly hair like waves. A puppy also has four sharp claws. When you run, that little tail will swing from side to side. Cute!
Whenever I come home from school, I am always the first person to meet me. Whenever I am bored, I am always the first person to make me happy. Whenever I am lost, it will always lick my little hand, comfort my lost mood and make me suddenly enlightened. Sometimes it can be very naughty, which makes me very helpless. Sometimes very clever, let me rest assured. Sometimes it's funny and makes me laugh. Sometimes I get angry, which makes me furious.
Once, I saw it was dirty: it was covered with mud and smelled bad. I tried to take it to the bathroom, but it flashed, causing me to fall over a dog and chew the mud. After 360 rounds of fighting with it, I finally carried it to the bathroom. I washed it wet first, and it shook the water and made me wet. It also turned and yawned at me and said to me, "Be gentle, little master." I will sprinkle shampoo on it to help it wipe, then rinse it with hot water, wipe it with a towel, and finally blow dry it with a hair dryer, comb it neatly, and you're done! This little guy smells good and clean.
In the past, this small family was never greedy and only ate dog food. Now this little guy "transforms" into a "kitten" "Oh! No, because it should be "puppy" hahaha!
It is because of it that my life will be colorful, yes! I forgot to tell you, its name is Doudou! Remember! Goodbye. Y(^_^)Y
The story of me and my little dog 3. It, with big eyes and a black vest, who is it? This is our dog leash.
The string is a sheepdog, who moved to my house in 20xx 1 month. I touched its fur and was very happy, thinking: haha! I finally have a puppy! Students will love it! I am extremely happy in my heart.
At home, I play string every day. Every time I walk in front of it, it will rub my body with its feet, as if to say to me: master, this room is too small, please take me to the park to play! Ok, I will be obedient and not naughty! I seemed to understand what it said and went out to play with it. Along the way, he has been very good and sometimes smiles at strangers. I heard an aunt say: this dog is so cute and polite that it will laugh at strangers. He must be a strong sheepdog when he grows up! Hearing this, I was elated and thought: it's good to have a dog! The dog barked again, as if to say, master, I'm hungry. Let's go home! Let me see my watch. Ah! It's already noon 1 1: 30. I said to Killer: Let's go home!
But one day, the string suddenly disappeared. Why did it disappear? So it's like this: one afternoon, I went to learn Chinese painting because my grandmother hated dogs. She also said that dogs made a mess in the room, and she had already said that she would throw them out. Today, she almost threw the dog out. Fortunately, her father was at home and told her about it. I was stopped by my mother and said, send the puppy to my colleague's house. If mom hadn't said this, the thread would have been thrown out by grandma.
I told my mother the other day: I want a string! Mom called that colleague, and I heard a dog barking on the phone. That should be the last cry that string sent me!
Story 4 between me and my little dog "Mao Mao" is a bitch of my grandmother's family. She has all the excellent qualities of a mother-patience, humility and loyalty, but she also has a strong parenting complex.
One day, I found that "Mao Mao" was always pacing anxiously in the corner of the kitchen, and he didn't eat. My brother and sister and I went to ask my grandmother, and she said that "Mao Mao" was going to have a puppy. We laughed from ear to ear about it.
Grandma brought several layers of old blankets, spread them in the corner of the kitchen, and surrounded them with red bricks. "Mao Mao" lived in a comfortable and warm new nest.
For two days, "Mao Mao" didn't eat or drink, either lying in the nest or walking back and forth at the edge of the nest. Until the third morning, my brother and sister and I heard the sound of "whoops" coming from the kitchen, and we rushed to the nest to see the newborn dog baby.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Wow! There are seven puppies. " The younger brother cheered. I also looked at it carefully and said, "Really, and there are three spots." "Well, there are some black ones and brown ones." Sister poked her head in, looked at it, and then said. I turned my head, told my brother and sister a trick, and ran away.
The next day, "Mao Mao" happened not to be in the nest. I said "Plan A" to my brother and sister, and each of us grabbed a puppy and ran away. Suddenly, "Mao Mao" quickly stopped in front of us and shouted at us. "Woof, woof, woof ..." The dog barked louder and louder. It seems to say: put my babies down quickly. "Plan B" I later said to my brother and sister. We ran away with the puppy. "Mao Mao" soon caught up with us and shouted at us again, as if to say, "Put my cubs down quickly, or I will be rude to you." I looked back at my brother and sister. They were scared to death, so I had to say, "put the puppy back in the nest." "Sou"-my brother and sister ran to the kennel like an arrow. Panting, we ran to the nest and reluctantly put down the puppy. "Mao Mao" also ran into the nest and licked the puppy affectionately with his tongue.
"Mao Mao" baby has mother's love, hug and warmth ... In short, dog baby has mother's care like human beings and grows up healthily and happily like human beings.
My story with my little dog 5 When I talk about dogs, I think of my little dog. I have many puppies, but only one left a deep impression on me. Its name is Huanhuan. Let me take my time:
Once, I went to the country for my birthday and received many gifts. I used to live in the city, with few friends and few gifts. This time, I received my dream gift. This gift is-puppy. The person who gave me this gift is my grandmother. My birthday was spent in the summer vacation. Because I have to go to school, I have to put the puppy in grandma's house. When grandma took it away, I suddenly remembered its name and stopped her. I remembered the time when I had fun with him in the past, and I remembered its name. I told my grandmother that I would be called Huanhuan in the future, and Huanhuan and I parted like this. Then I went to my grandmother's house during the winter vacation and suddenly found some puppies that looked like Huanhuan. My grandmother said that she was a bitch and gave birth to several puppies. In order to find something to eat for the puppies, she lost a tail. When I look at Huanhuan's tail, I really lack a knot. Grandma gave Huanhuan a piece of meat, but Huanhuan didn't eat it herself and gave it to the children. Seeing this scene, I can't help thinking of my mother's hard work. I'll never see her again after the winter vacation and summer vacation. Because she gave birth to the last few children before her death, the wound was infected and died, but all her children were healthy. She will always be great in my heart.
My revelation: Our mothers all pay for themselves and work hard for themselves, so we should do everything for our mothers and pay for them when we grow up!
The story of me and my little dog. On my birthday, my father brought a teddy home as my birthday present.
He is very naughty. As soon as he left the cage, he began to run around. Every time, he made his brother cry. When he ran to find his father, he squatted in the same place, looking at his father with watery eyes and his short tail kept shaking. This made me laugh, and my brother smiled through tears. Later, it became an indispensable partner in my life. It follows me when I walk and runs around me when I play. Even when I was reading, it squatted beside me and looked at the book seriously with me. ...
Swallows will come back when they are gone, willows will be green when they are dead, and flowers will bloom when they are dead. Only time, this cruel guy, is gone forever. I have kept it for five years. It is old and ugly, and its hair is beginning to fall off. Dad wanted to sell it, but I still couldn't bear it, because it was still as lovely in my heart as before, so I stopped him.
Until one day, I found that the cage was empty and the puppy was gone. I rushed out like a runaway wild horse. There was a thunderstorm outside, and the mighty thunder made the earth tremble slightly. Lightning cuts the sky like a sword. I was anxious and scared, but I never found it, so I went home in frustration.
Five years of profound friendship has impressed me deeply. Teddy, you are my forever good friend. How I wish you could come back one day!
I had a best animal friend when I was in kindergarten. It's a little white male dog, and I gave it a nice name, Miao Miao.
There is a short story about his origin: it was a light snow morning and we met him. At that time, he was looking for food to fill his stomach on the fitness trail. My mother and I like small animals very much, so we fed him a bag of milk. From then on, he began to get close to us and regarded us as "benefactors". Then something happened that brought us closer. I remember that once a little girl caught a bad cold, her mother carefully broke his mouth and fed him a bag of Banlangen granules. Although the little girl vomited more than she drank, she cured him. From then on, he regarded our family with special respect and was full of gratitude, love and trust.
In spring, I will take my little girl to the Yellow River to see those willows with new green leaves. In summer, we will go to the small lake in Renshou Mountain to play together. Occasionally, I will deliberately push my little daughter into the clear lake. Not only was he not angry, but he jumped ashore and shook me all over. Then we sat on the grass and laughed. In autumn, I like to walk on fallen leaves, because it will make the sound of "kaji, kaji". This is an autumn letter. My little girl saw that I was having a good time, so she fell on the fallen leaves and began to roll. Sounds like setting off firecrackers. Winter is the little girl's favorite season, and snow is like a group of angels falling spirits. The little girl lay on the snow and breathed a sigh of relief. Snowflakes scattered all over his face and he jumped on me playfully. Even if I dance with her furry paws, he won't get angry.
The story that happened between me and mobster is really a long story. But we still can't adopt him because my grandmother is a very careful old doctor. She said, for my health, I can't have a dog! Every time the little girl comes home, grandma will disinfect our house with medical ultraviolet rays. But grandma is a caring old man. She also feeds the little girl.
I go home once a week after I go to primary school. One weekend in the third grade, I went to play with mobsters with joy. As a result, the porter told me a big bad news: mobster was taken away by a group of people! Hearing the news, I burst into tears like rolling in the deep. Dad comforted me that maybe the little darling was sent to the Honggu stray dog rescue station, where there should be nothing to take care of and feed; My mother also enlightened me that mobster is a stray dog and won't be hungry after eating a hundred meals. Although I am sad, all I can do is miss him every day.
This is a happy and sad story between me and my little daughter. I will remember it forever! I hope to see my dear little girl again one day, run and play with her!
The story of me and my dog 8 Xiaohei, come on, come on! Whenever I go to my grandmother's house, I always play with Xiaohei for a while. Xiaohei is a dog. His personality is very strange, sometimes naughty, and sometimes very good.
Every time I go to my grandmother's house, the first person to meet me is Xiaohei. As soon as it heard my footsteps, it jumped up like an arrow, circling around me and jumping on me from time to time, making me unable to move, for fear of stepping on it. When I sat down to educate it, it ran out again, and I didn't know where to play, which made me laugh and cry.
In the evening, Blackie finally came back. He ran around the room, and dirty footprints printed some plum blossoms on the floor. I was angry, crossed my waist and said to it with a straight face: Xiaohei! You got the floor dirty! If you do this again next time, I'll tie you up! Blackie seemed to understand what I said, sat down quietly, looked at me piteously, and licked my hand with his hot tongue, as if to say, little master, I know I was wrong, and it will never happen again! My heart suddenly softened. However, Blackie does this every time, and I let it go again and again. There is really no way! Until now, there are little black plum blossoms on grandma's floor!
Blake is naughty, but clever. I'll take a piece of beef, and I'll give it as long as Blackie sits down. Blackie didn't understand what I meant at first, so she sat down unintentionally, so I threw him the beef. After repeated practice, it finally realized that there was meat to eat when sitting down. So, Xiaohe became familiar with this instruction.
Xiaohei is naughty, clever and clever. What an odd dog!
The story of me and my little dog 9 When I was three years old, my mother found a lovely puppy downstairs. Its white hair is smooth and long, and its head and ears are furry. I have a good life with that puppy. My dog is very naughty.
One day, my dog and I were playing downstairs. Suddenly I saw a red and black bug. Its head is red, and there are red spots and black spots on its body. Its legs are black, so cute. I was curious, so I ran after him, but I didn't expect that when I ran back, my puppy had left my house downstairs and went somewhere. I feel horrible. If anything happens to my dog, he will be scolded by his mother when he comes home! I hurried to the swimming pool to see if my dog was here. Did you see the swimming pool? I found a big, thick tree, and then ... I had to go home and tell my mother that the puppy was gone. As soon as I enter the door, ah! My dog is at home! I said to my mother, "This puppy is very naughty." My mother and I named it Scampy.
I remember another time, my parents and I went to foreigner street for dinner. Just when we went to foreigner street, we suddenly saw my dog gnawing bones in front of a kebab shop. I was greedy for kebabs, so my parents bought three kebabs each, and I also bought three. Just when I was eating with relish, I ate a small bone. My dog, naughty, came up to me, shook his head and looked at me please, as if to say, master, give me my favorite big bone quickly. It's no use keeping it anyway. I gave my little bone to my dog, naughty boy. Scampy gratefully licked my hand with his tongue, as if to say, master, you are so kind to me, thank you.
This is my little dog, naughty. Do you like my dog naughty?
My story with my little dog is 10 "woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof. Looking at its naughty appearance, I suddenly thought of the dog in my hometown.
A gray coat, neither fat nor thin, with big eyes shining in the dark. Hey, hey, don't think I'm writing about people! This is about my dog! By the way, there are its big ears, sometimes lazily lying on its head, and sometimes standing straight, as if listening to something.
Every day when I go to school, it will give me a ride. Walk with me through the bamboo forest in front of my house, climb the hill and cross the river with me. Then it will watch me leave until it can't see me. You can always see it at the gate after school in the afternoon. When it sees me, it wags its tail and sticks out its tongue at me. Come and play with me. Play.
I was very happy with it at that time. I remember going out to play once. At first, it didn't catch up with me. After walking for a long time, I still haven't seen its shadow. I thought it wouldn't follow me. After a while, I really saw it running towards me, still purring. It really makes people feel that it is telling me, "wait for me, don't leave me." When it came to me, I stroked its head. It has a long tongue and a naughty look. It is very cute. The rising sun shines on our faces and I walk side by side with it. I think I am not a dog, but my best friend.
According to my parents, dogs are the most faithful companions of human beings, and I believe that my dog and I will never leave each other. Now I am far from home, but I often dream that I am playing with my dog. Every time I go back to my hometown, my puppy will pick me up from afar!
The Story of Me and My Little Dog I once had a little white dog named Mao Mao. Its eyes are shining, and its sharp mouth often makes a "woof-woof" sound, which is very pleasing.
Every day, as soon as school is over, I run home. As soon as I opened the door, Mao Mao surrounded my feet, barking and wagging his tail like a chrysanthemum. I gave a cordial hug, dropped my schoolbag and ran to the square outside the door with it. When we arrived at the square, Mao Mao and I began to play. After a while, I ran faster than anyone else and Mao Mao couldn't catch up with me. We'll see who can catch the ball after a while. I can't catch the ball anyway. I always keep it away from Mao Mao as soon as I touch it, but I can't get it ... When I'm tired of playing, we sit on the bench and have a drink, or invite some good friends Doby Mao Mao to play. I didn't leave the square until my mother told me to go home.
Mao Mao is more interesting in the bath. My father and I rushed a handful of water on Mao Mao, and the water spouted, making my father and I soaked through. I finally shook it clean, and it rained cats and dogs again in Mao Mao, which made my father and I very anxious. Finally, Mao Mao is clean.
Although Mao Mao has been sold, time may wash it away, and my good times are spotless, but I will never forget the good memories Mao Mao gave me!
The story of me and my little dog 12 I have a pet. It is a cute puppy, very smart, cute and lively. Its name is Doudou.
Doudou is very cute, with yellow hair and round body like soybean, so it is called "Doudou". It is also like a yellow ball filled with air. Its feet are so short that it is almost invisible under its round body. Without looking carefully, I thought it was not jumping, but rolling like a ball! Doug has a thin upturned tail, which seems to make him happy every day. Its eyes are round, like two transparent glass balls with black and white. Its ears are always upright, as if it were always on alert. Its nose is black with yellow hair around it. If you don't look carefully, you'll think your eyes are on it! The sense of smell is very sensitive.
It likes to chew bones best. When you chew a bone, hold it with your canine teeth, look around, then find a safe place to put it down, add two times with the tip of your tongue, then suddenly put one end of the bone in your mouth, slowly crush the bone with your molars and then slowly swallow it.
Doudou is my pistachio. When I am angry, it wags its tail and shakes its head to make me happy. When I am bored, it calls twice, which makes my lonely and sad mood better; When I am sad and crying, it will lie on one side and make a "whoop" sound with its mouth, pretending to be sad. Looking at its miserable appearance, I couldn't help laughing.
Sometimes he is like a naughty child. When I was doing my homework, it was noisy beside me and asked me to take it out to play. At this moment, I really want to kick it out. However, considering how cute it is when it makes me happy, I can't bear it again.
Doudou is my inseparable partner and makes me very happy. I like my "pistachio"-peas very much.
The story of my dog 13 is covered with spotted fluff, a pair of bright eyes, two pointed ears upturned, and the tail rolled into a circle. This is my Kiki-a cute and naughty puppy. Kiki grew up in her grandparents' parents, and I was very good every time I went. Once I brought food to Kiki, Kiki? Lick me and give me the toy ball. It turned out that it wanted to play with me. Tired of playing, Kiki went back to eat by herself, and I went back to eat by myself. We had a good time. Kiki likes practical jokes very much. Once, I woke up in the morning and found that my slippers were gone. I was very surprised. I looked around and found Kiki dragging my slippers to her kennel, which made me laugh and cry.
Kiki is very clever. Once, I took Kiki out to play. We are playing hide-and-seek outside. She came to me first. I hid in a place where no one knew, and I began to snicker. Kiki started looking. She is very clever. She sniffed my smell. Suddenly, she seemed to notice something. Soon, she appeared in front of me with a whoosh: Qiqi is excellent. She is my friend and sister. I love her. As long as we are together, we will feel very happy.
The story of me and my dog 14 happened to pass by a street corner. I almost thought it was you at a casual glance.
Your hair color is the same as yours, your pointed ears are the same as yours, and the canine tooth at the corner of your mouth is exactly the same as yours. If it weren't for your tenderness in its eyes, I would definitely think that you really came back.
You came to our house when I was one year old. At that time, you had just celebrated your first birthday. Other people's dogs are kept in cages and taken home. As far as you are concerned, you came in grandma's arms, and it is said that you fell asleep comfortably on the road! Although we are the same age, adults always say that you are much smarter than me. When you know that shaking your head and wagging your tail to show our welcome to your family, I always try my best to touch your black nose. I just don't understand why it is always wet, but I don't want you to turn around and sneeze and make me laugh. When you have learned to glare at strangers and growl from the depths of your throat, I always want to pull your tail or kick your forgotten feet; When you have learned to lie quietly beside your grandmother, I like to sneak up behind you and step on your back when you sleep.
Grandma always said you were very kind to me. Whenever a child bullies me and causes me to fight with them, but when I cry because of the pain of being caught, you will definitely yell at those "bad guys" and frighten them to run home crying, so I will hold your neck and sob silently.
Later, you got a strange skin disease. Now I think it's about tinea. Grandma said that at that time, you often rubbed against the wall and shaved your hair all over the wall. There was still blood on the wall at that time, which was terrible. Grandma fed you ginseng in your meal, but it didn't take long.
But I still didn't understand anything at that time, and I still wanted to be close to you. I want to see how your wound is. When you saw you approaching me, you backed away in panic. I was deeply impressed during that time, but you had no choice but to be chained, and the activity space was limited, and finally let me get close. Suddenly, your soft eyes turned cold, your upturned tail hung down, you barked at me a few times, and you showed sharp canine teeth. Grandma heard the roar and came over, and saw me standing there straight, with my finger in my mouth. Grandma took me away, and then you went back to your little corner trembling and covered your face with your forelimbs. Looking at the blood marks on your body, I only feel uncomfortable. At that time, grandma talked to you, but I couldn't hear you. ...
The next day, I was eating sweet potatoes in the outer hall, and someone seemed to come at the door. The man was driving a tricycle and talking to grandma. Interestingly, the man has dark skin and wears a pink hat. Then grandma untied the chain that tied the dog from the iron gate and gave it to the black boy. After he reached out and took it, he led you to the car. I wonder, but you are surprisingly silent and your face is unusually calm. Grandma said that the black man would invite you. The tricycle has gone far, and you have been sitting opposite us, looking at us calmly. Grandma and I stood in front of the door watching the tricycle go away, and our hearts were full of unspeakable uneasiness.
A few days passed, and the black guy still didn't come. Grandma said it wasn't that fast. You are going to the distant mountain for medical treatment, and I am happy to discuss with her what kind of mountain it is.
Later, when adults stopped talking about you, I realized that you might never come back.
Thinking that no one can help me when I am bullied, even if I am scolded by many parents, I have no regrets. I feel very uncomfortable. I sat in front of the door and cried, and then fell asleep. When I woke up, grandma sat by the bed knitting a sweater and asked me to buy a new one. It's my fault that you left, and I feel bad again. I asked grandma, will you come back? Grandma said your mother took you home.
When I got out of bed, I saw that the corner had been cleaned, as if nothing had happened. You just went out for a walk without me.
Be good, be sure to listen to your mother. Oh, take medicine to cure the disease. I'll wait for you here. ...
The story of me and my dog 15 DuDu, come and eat! When I called, a little dog came running, wagging its tail.
When I was seven or eight years old, my aunt gave me a lovely puppy. The dog is covered with brown curly hair. When I first met him, he kept wagging his tail, which was very pleasing. I immediately built a nest for him with a cardboard box and let him in. Once in, the puppy can't come out, hiding under the soft quilt. Seeing this, I gave him a name: DuDu.
I remember that shortly after Dudu came to my house, my sister and I gave him a bath. I first poured some warm water into the basin, then prepared a bar of soap, and then went to invite the hero to toot toot. It happily followed me to the basin, and I gently hugged it with my hand and put it into the basin. But as soon as he touched the water, the dog jumped out and splashed the water on my sister and me, but he ran away covered in mud. Hum! It's too presumptuous, how can I let go! My sister and I rolled up our sleeves and tamed it. Haha, after all, it is a small animal, how can it outrun me! I grabbed the puppy and took it to the basin. As soon as Dudu saw the water, he quit immediately. He struggled desperately in my hands, but his strength was too small to beat me in the end. I gently put it into the water, and it began to be a little scared and purred. Later, maybe he realized the fun of taking a bath and didn't want to come out.
After Dudu lived with us for several months, he once played with other dogs in the village and ran to someone else's house. Later he heard that someone was bitten by a dog! Because all the dogs in the village looked alike, people didn't care at that time, and they couldn't remember which dog committed the crime. DuDu in our house can't escape suspicion. My family was afraid that DuDu would get into this kind of trouble again, so they sold DuDu without telling me. I'm sorry. Why? This is a vivid life, and my family said they were afraid of biting them next time. But they can't do it either.
Today, after listening to the story of the teacher and her chubby, I also remembered my toot-toot. Years have taken away many things, but they can't take away my thoughts. Tonight, a meteor passed by. May it bring my best wishes. No matter where DuDu is, you must be well.