There are some people who may be kind, and I suddenly discovered.

Since the injury to my hind leg, I feel like I'm back to when I was a kid, except that the sewer pipe I stayed in as a child has become a haystack, and the mother white dog has become this dirty, silly person.

But the same thing is that they bring me food every day.

Although I don't bring a lot of food back every time, that person always shares with me, he gives me food, and even gives me priority to be full.

With plenty of food, my hind legs were slowly recovering, and the threat of death began to move away from me.

I survived, with the help of this man.

I started to feel sensations on my hind legs, and I went from being able to walk with a limp, to slowly starting to run again.

I've grown up a little bit more, and it's all thanks to this guy.

I began to stop fearing him because he saved me.

When my hind legs were completely healed, I finally let go of my feet and ran again, under the bridge, by the river, and even in the shallow water, running uncontrollably.

Once again, I felt the joy of being alive.

Actually, I was able to walk by this time, I was sure that I could run faster than the man, and if I wanted to go, he couldn't catch up with me, but I didn't.

I'm starting to like it, it's this haystack, it's about the bridge.

It's dirty, messy, and even smells that make me feel bad, but I like it.

Because here I feel like I'm around my mother, because of this person.

This person was dirty and smelled bad, but I seemed to be used to sleeping next to him.

I like the feeling, it's reassuring, it's warm, and at least I don't have to worry about when I'm going to be burned and eaten.

I love it, I love this person, and it's the first time I've felt this way since my mom was gone.

Since then I have lived with this person, and like my mother used to, we walked out on the streets, on the streets, in the garbage heaps, looking for food everywhere we could.

Because of his relationship, I no longer fear all people, because I have found that there are bad and good people.

It's like when I was a child, someone would give me food and tease me, and someone would chase me and throw me at me.

I began to learn to observe which are the good guys and which are the bad guys. I've found that this can be seen in the human eye.

The human eye is wonderful, it can fully express a person's good and evil.

I found that there was someone with a smile on his face, as if he was very amiable, but he was evil in his eyes, and I would hide away from such people.

And some people, even if they don't have a smile on their faces, but they have warm kindness in their eyes, I will try to approach such people.

In this way, I lived with that person for a long time, and I also changed from a small dog to a big dog.

Well, rhubarb, that's my name, and that's what everyone else calls me when they see me.

Once, when I was out looking for food, I passed by a place where there were a lot of people, and this was a place where people ate, and their tables were full of food, and the smell was very attractive.

I really wanted to eat, but I didn't dare to go in because there were so many people here, and I didn't know if there were any bad people.

I was wandering in the doorway, and then suddenly someone called my name and waved at me.

I hesitated, I looked him in the eye as if I didn't see any malice, and finally I walked in, and to my surprise, the man actually gave me food.

It's meat, it's delicious and nutritious.

I looked up and once again confirmed that there was no malice in the man's eyes, and I finally let go of my mouth and feasted.

The meat was fragrant and chewy, and it was the first time I had eaten so much meat.

After eating, I licked my lips, as if there was still a residual smell of flesh there.

I looked up at the man, he saw that I had finished eating, and then reached out to touch my head, and I almost instinctively wanted to back away, but I looked into the man's eyes and suddenly froze.

The man touched my head and stroked it slowly, making me very comfortable.

I am grateful to him, so I thank him.

"Wow!"

After thanking the man, I left the house, and although there was a very tempting smell of food, there were many people here, and I was still afraid of it.

But as soon as I left the house, my name was suddenly called again, and I turned around to find another man waving to me, and at the same time he had placed a fragrant piece of meat on the ground in front of him.

At the sight of the meat, my stomach screamed again.

I looked into the man's eyes, and it was kind, as if there was no malice, and I immediately ran over.

I ate all the meat on the ground, but the man gave me another piece until he was gone.

I ate deliciously and was very filling.

Another kind person, I am grateful.

He also seemed to want to touch my head, and I let him touch it and expressed my gratitude.

"Wow!"

When I was full, I was leaving, but before I had gone out of the door, another man called my name and beckoned me, and he put the food on the ground and seemed to want me to pass.

But at this time I tilted my head, thought for a moment, and then suddenly ran out, and I found a bowl in a garbage heap as I remembered.

I returned to the man with the bowl in my mouth, then took the piece of meat with my mouth and put it in the bowl.

Then I looked up at the man and wagged his tail, and I wanted him to put the meat in the bowl for me, because I wanted to bring it back, and I wanted to make my dark man eat a little meat too.

He always rarely eats meat, because he can't usually find meat in the garbage heap, and even if he finds a little, he will let me eat it first.

And now I have met so many kind people who have given me so much meat, and I want to take it back and give that person a good meal.

The man was indeed kind, and he seemed to see my thoughts, and happily gave me all his meat, and put it in the bowl that I had found temporarily.

A small half bowl of meat, I was satisfied to see this.

After thanking the man, I almost rushed back with the bowl in my mouth, to the house, under the bridge, and put the fragrant meat in the haystack and waited for the man to come back.

He had gone looking for food, and I was lying on my stomach in the haystack, expecting to surprise him.

The man came back and brought back another box.

When he saw the meat, he was really surprised, and I could see that he also liked to eat meat, but he had given it all to me before.

He opened the box he had brought back, and it contained food from the garbage heap, and he always did, and he would take the food he found back and eat it with me.

I pushed the bowl of meat at him, but he pointed at me.

I tried to tell him that I had eaten it, but he insisted, and eventually, I shared with him the food I brought back and the food he brought back.

For the first time, I felt ...... satisfaction.