Humans are also a type of animal. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although the way other animals express their emotions is not as complex as that of humans, they have some things in common.

For example, the African elephant, when they see the bones of their companions during their journey, they will stop en masse to mourn for them.

During their spawning migrations, salmon cross small waterfalls and levees and travel long distances from the ocean into inland waterways.

It takes a lot of trouble to reach the spawning grounds, and if they do not feed during this time, they die soon after the eggs are laid, and this process is repeated for thousands of years.

Unless it dies unexpectedly, no salmon will escape its fate......

These similar emotions can be seen in human beings.

At this moment, the pudding was full of joy.

Even if you don't see your master, you can hear the familiar voice of old Barton, as if he were by his side now.

Pudding knew she was going to die.

The ancestors of dogs were wolves, and until now dogs have inherited some characteristics of wolves, they are all social animals, while cats are not.

Like wolves, dogs leave the pack and leave on their own once they find out they are sick.

Hiding in a dark corner, or leaving the house, unwilling to approach people or other animals that are usually close to them.

This is a characteristic of wolves, and scientists speculate that the reason for this practice is the fear of transmitting the disease to other members of the group, and since the ancestors of dogs are wolves, they also inherit this characteristic of wolves.

Therefore, in the morning Pudding would leave alone and go to the place where he wanted to go most now, the old Barton house, where he had lived all his life.

When people get along with each other, they will deliberately hide their true emotions, but when they get along with animals, they don't have so many worries.

On the other end of the line, Old Barton was crying.

Even though the voice was small, Han Xuan could still hear him crying.

Ever since he met the old cowboy, Barton has lived with Pudding, and when people mention Pudding, they say, "It's Barton's ......"

Old Barton would take it with him when he went to the grazing, and when he went to the bar for a drink.

When you go fishing, go shopping in Augusta, go to a meeting with old friends, you will bring pudding with you.

The strong old cowboy who has been strong all his life, dares to hunt wolves with a gun alone, does not want to trouble others even if he is sick, and drives himself to the doctor.

When I heard the pudding's scream, I cried profusely.

Over the past decade.

Every time Barton came home, Pudding called him the same when he saw him.

Han Xuan couldn't hold back crying this time, and Old John was secretly wiping his tears, and the two didn't look at each other's fragile side, as if they didn't know or see it.

If the cowboy can carry it himself, he will not be public......

For the next half hour, Old Barton talked a lot to Pudding through his mobile phone.

Most of the content is about recent anecdotes in Australia, and complaints about the food is not tasty, complaining about the hot weather.

I don't know if Pudding understands it or not, but it listens very carefully, and cooperates with the response, simply screaming, and it has been Barton's most loyal confiding object all its life.

“…… Han, are you still there?"

Hearing Old Barton call himself, Han Xuan picked up his mobile phone to wipe his eyes and walked out.

"Well, I'm here. ”

"I might ...... There's no way to get back.

We're in Western Australia, and we have to go to the east to get to the airport, and it will take at least a day and a half to get back, so please help take care of it and make the pudding happy.

And...... I don't want to see it dying, I've already said it, and I don't believe it wants to see me.

It's a strong old dog, just like us western men, and he doesn't want me to see him the way he is......"

After making the call.

Old John went out with the pudding in his arms, afraid that it would be cold, so he wrapped it in a blanket layer by layer.

Went to the cattle pen and sheep pen where it frequented, and although the pudding was old, the majesty was still there.

The grass and mud horses looked at it in unison, as if to say that they didn't do anything bad today, don't come to themselves.

Pudding looked at these familiar fellows and felt a little more energetic.

It has been grazing for as long as it can remember, and the snow-capped mountain ranch is full of memories of it and its owner.

Han Xuan rode Pooh home in the snow and drove a Humvee to arrive again.

Wait for Old John to get into the car and sit down, set off to drive aimlessly in the pasture, and take the pudding to see the scenery of the snow-capped mountain pasture.

Super fat pig Slav, walking alone on the road in the snow.

I heard the horn behind me, and I knew to get to the side of the road and turn my head to see who it was.

The pig's head is almost the same as the Humvee's window, and it has gained a lot of weight this year, and it has grown fat and strong.

Drive all the way to the vicinity of Lake Rota and turn back to the town of Augusta.

There are not many pedestrians on the streets of the town, and Pudding stares out the window of the car, and when he meets a familiar person, he wants to call, but unfortunately he has no strength to say hello anymore.

Nothing was done for three hours, and Han Xuan only drove around with him.

It is a very embarrassing thing to die at home, and what I want to do most before I die should be to see more of the world.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, it shrank into the blanket and closed its eyes.

It's like looking for a warm place to sleep, and my breathing is getting weaker and weaker......

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Go to the warehouse and get two shovels.

With the help of his bodyguards, Han Xuan made a simple small cross with his own hands, and painted it with white paint, so that he didn't have to wait for it to dry, and he could just put it outside to freeze for half an hour.

Follow the route you remember, drive to the most beautiful places on the shores of Lake Rota, and in the spring, there will be meadows and many small purple and white flowers.

Old Patton loved to fish there, and it was also the cemetery he chose for himself.

This time the pudding was used first.

According to Montana custom, after the death of a loved one, one should smile at the death, even if you cry to death at night and stand by the coffin.

The mess of things in life is annoying enough, and you can't even die without being stable.

Before being buried in the ground, you should come into contact with the most beautiful things in the world, so that it is not in vain.

Pudding is old and dead, and it walks peacefully, and Han Xuan is happy for its wonderful life.

Remove snow from above the dirt.

The exposed area is about five square meters, mixed with withered yellow weeds.

The ground was frozen hard, and Han Xuan had a hard time digging it, and when he gasped, he spit out white mist, and his face was a little red.

Without much trouble informing the rest of the world, for most people it's just a dog, no different from the millions of dogs in the world.

Only Alexander, Martinez and others came to mourn, and those cowboys came on their own after learning the news.

Martinez was supposed to go to Australia as well, but his wife gave birth to a boy, he was only two months old, and there were too many things to leave.

After digging the pit, Han Xuan held the box and put it in.

This wooden box is Old Barton's, usually used to place wrenches and other tools, and there is a faint smell of engine oil.

Looking at the box, he struggled to fill in the soil again.

Aside from the refurbished traces and as flat as the rest of the surrounding land, this is the last bit of change that Pudding has left in the world.

Let old John dig a pit and bury the cross.

Han Xuan feared that he was not a Christian and that God would find Pudding not religious enough and keep it out of heaven.

Now he finally realized why so many people were religious.

Probably so that the soul can have a sustenance, and the soul will not be displaced.

If heaven exists, you can continue to enjoy it after death.

If it doesn't exist, you won't know anything anyway, and you won't lose ...... (To be continued.) )