Pet King

In fact, strictly speaking, the location of the police dog nursing home can only be regarded as a low hill, not a mountain. . шщш.㈦㈨ⅹS.сом is updated fast. There is no water source on the mountain, and the road is not easy to walk. It has no development value and has not been contracted by anyone.

Fu Tao pushed a unicycle around the sparsely deciduous forest, and came to a vacant lot.

The surroundings are very quiet. There are some small trees planted in the open space. The thickest ones are like the forearms of adults, and the thinnest ones are almost as thin as the wrists. Compared with those long-growth deciduous trees around, they are weak.

In front of every small tree was a bulge, and a wooden sign was nailed to the waist.

Fu Tao pushed the unicycle to a stop, found a suitable place to support the car, opened the plastic sheet, silently picked up the iron **** and started shovel.

Zhang Zi'an walked to the small tree and saw the words written on each wooden sign, which marked the date of birth and death of each police dog buried here, the service unit and the place of service. Due to the need for confidentiality, the position of the serving army reads "Unknown", but at least the name of the police dog is written.

He made a rough count. There were about seven or eight small trees with wooden signs like this.

The land in winter was very hard, and Fu Tao was not too young. He even dug with a shovel, and soon he was panting, his breathing was very heavy, and his forehead was sweating.

"Master Fu, take a rest, let me come." Zhang Zi'an took off his coat, hung it on a branch, and walked from the side.

Fu Tao “plugged” the iron scoop into the dug mound and stared at him suspiciously, because he looked like an ordinary man who was not strong, similar to those young white-collar workers in the city, not like doing rough work. Fu Tao is very worried, so Fu Tao is very worried. Do n’t help but twist your waist or kick your feet. It ’s troublesome. Put him in a wheelbarrow and push it back ...

Zhang Zi'an said nothing, pulled up the iron goblet, and jumped into the shallow pit dug by Fu Tao. An iron goose went down, shoveled a piece of soil, raised it to the ground, and then dug again.

Fu Tao originally thought that he would be tired after digging a few times, but he did not expect that the more he digs, the more vigorous he will be, and he will be full of strength and breath evenly and smoothly. Zhang Zi'an didn't work hard at first and gradually mastered the method. The rhythm of shovel and soil was full of rhythm, and his expression even seemed a little relaxed.

His body is stronger than Fu Tao imagined, thanks to the training under the supervision of Lao Cha during the past six months.

but……

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

"Motto! Motto! Quirk!"

Richard curled up in the hood of Zhang Zi'an's coat, making noises beside him.

"What is this parrot talking about? What‘ hair ’peach’ ‘hair’ peach? It wants to eat ‘hair’ peach? ”Fu Tao wiped the sweat of his brain‘ door ’with his sleeve and asked curiously.

Zhang Zi'an: "..." It's a shame!

He waved an iron **** at Richard intimidatingly, and it only stopped for a while, but it didn't take long for the old 'hair' disease to recur.

"Sigai!"

"Sigai! Motto!"

It ‘flower’ shouts frequently used lines in Japanese mini movies.

Fina and the Snow Lion squatted lazily on a long stone, yawning bored. They didn't complain about what was good, and they couldn't be expected to help Zhang Zi'an and Fu Tao dig the soil.

π looked left and right in the sparse woods, and found the tree with the thickest branches and the most branches, which looked the best to climb, and tried to climb up on all fours.

This is the first time it has climbed a tree. Although it is not a real monkey, it still has some monkey instincts.

Fu Tao, who was resting, saw, "Hey, your monkey is climbing a tree, regardless of it?"

"Π, be careful, hold on, don't fall down." Zhang Zi'an looked up and saw that π had already climbed halfway and said loudly.

"Squeak."

π vacated a hand and made a gesture, indicating that it was okay, but it made him even more worried.

"Don't you call it back?" Fu Tao reminded. "Maybe it won't come back if it runs away."

"It's okay, let it play, and it will come back after playing enough." Zhang Zi'an smiled, very confident. It is normal for Fu Tao to have this doubt, but π is not an ordinary monkey after all ...

"It's up to you, but if it runs out of sight, I won't help you find it." Fu Tao snorted, no more words, an expression of "don't listen to the old man, and suffer in front of you" seems to conclude Will definitely run far and then not come back.

Xinghai noticed a group of sparrows not far away, rummaged through the fallen leaves to find seeds and nuts, and meowed after them.

When the sparrows saw the attack of natural enemies, they immediately took off collectively from Hulah, hovering in the air for several weeks, and fell on a nearby tree branch. They seemed reluctant to leave. There are many tree species in inaccessible places to give fruit.

When the Xinghai ran a little farther, the sparrows flew down hula lazily, turning the leaves and grasshoppers to find food.

Xinghai meowed and meowed again and killed a carbine, and the sparrows took off hula again, and the two sides had a good time ...

Richard covered his face with his wings, and couldn't bear to look at these almost identical IQs.

As π climbed higher and higher, a hidden bird's nest was found at the branch of a branch. There was no bird in the bird's nest, and only an oval egg was lying. There are light gray 'color' spots on the outside of the eggshell, and green and 'color' dried bird dung.

Birds generally do not lay eggs in winter, and π scratches their heads. It does not know what kind of eggs the birds lay. Its books are left in the car and there is no way to check. It doesn't worry about losing the book, because there is old tea in the car, no one can take the book, even if you take it, you can't understand it.

He turned his head to look left and right. What about the female who laid the egg?

Where did the female 'sexual' spouse go?

After searching for nothing, Pi blinked and stared at the solitary bird egg.

Perhaps the female who gave birth to this egg had already flew away and flew to the distant, warm south for winter.

Perhaps both the female and male birds have died under the airsoft of a nearby villager.

Of course, the biggest possibility is that both females and males have flew out to look for food. After all, winter food is hard to find and may need to fly far.

Thinking of this, π slipped down from the tree again, and ran and jumped to find Zhang Zi'an's coat hanging on the branch, 'groping' from the coat pocket for a while, and took out a handful of nuts, all pure nuts. It's Richard's snack.

π's palm is so small that he can't grab many nuts.

"Quack! What are you doing? Want to steal Uncle Ben's stuff?" Richard asked, alertly, seeing its movement.

"Squeak!"

π justified himself, pointing to the birdhouse on the tree.

Richard rolled his black eyes. "It's okay for you, but after you go back, you have to find a way to pay twice to Uncle ... No, five times!"

"Squeak."

π nodded, crawled back to the tree again with hands, feet, and land, sprinkled the nuts in the bird's nest, and pressed the grass covered with the bird's nest more tightly to help keep the egg warm and prevent other birds. The genus found this bird's nest and even further the dove occupied the nest.

When the eggs of the bird's parents come back for food, these plump nuts will surely surprise them.

Now the temperature has risen somewhat, not as cold as it was when it was the coldest. If the chicks in this egg are lucky enough, they may be able to greet the arrival of the 'Spring' day while breaking their shells.

π looked up, the sky ’s color was getting darker and darker, and its position was closer to the top of the tree, but the trunk was getting thinner, softer, and harder to climb.

It continues to climb up, and learns to use the tail to maintain the balance of the body, and use the tail to hook the branches to prevent it from falling off. This is the correct use of the tail.

Before long, π finally climbed to the top of the tree.

It gripped the trunk firmly, looking down from the top of the tree, tall and far.

Zhang Zi'an, who was digging the soil, and Fu Tao, who was standing next to him, had become very small, and Fina and Snow Lion became one yellow and one white "hair" group, and Richard, who was constantly buzzing, was even smaller It's almost invisible, only its voice is still hoarse and loud, very penetrating.

Looking further afield, you can see the gray 'color' roof of the police dog nursing home between the bare tree canopies, and the car parked in the courtyard looks like a shiny turtle shell. There were lights in the room, and from time to time someone stopped at the window, leaving a black 'color' silhouette.

The setting sun sinks in the distant mountains, and twilight envelopes the coastal city near the horizon. At this time, the hustle and bustle of the city looks like a tired beast resting, and it will be reborn tomorrow morning.

The sound of firecrackers rang in the nearby villages, and the atmosphere of the New Year was getting stronger and stronger.

Hula!

In the woods not far away, the group of sparrows startled by the starry sea fluttered their wings again like black flies, but did not fall this time.

With the setting sun down ~ www.readwn.com ~ the night is about to come, these sparrows with congenital 'sexual' night blindness seem to realize that time is not on their side, so they do not want to play this cat-and-mouse game , Collectively flew in the direction of Binhai City, there are more food in the garbage bags in the residential area over there to find.

They finally figured out, where there is no fragrant grass, why not find it here.

Xinghai chased for a while toward the sparrow flying away, and finally returned home happily.

Passing under the tree where π was, it looked up and squinted at π.

π beckoned at it and motioned for it to come up to play together and watch the scenery together.

Xinghai shook her head, and instead raised a front paw to move toward π, and motioned for it to come down.

Although the view from a high place is very wide and the scenery is good, π also has a feeling of being unclear about the road. I really want to say something, and I want to yell a few times. Maybe this is the ancient poet who always liked to chant when climbing 'Poetry reasons, like the "remote brothers ascended to the heights," and "insert one less dogwood" before Richard chanted ... but the wind at the top of the tree was a bit strong, and it was' cold', myself It was boring to stay, and π went back to the tree with hands and feet.