On the bus, Yingqiu leaned on my shoulder to take a nap, and she mentioned to her in the mall that I had my first dog, and now that I have calmed down, the memories of that year have begun to hit me constantly.

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The first dog I ever had was given to me by my dad as a birthday present that year, and that day I went with him to the dog market to choose a dog, and his budget was not much, only three hundred yuan. We walked around for a long time, and the price of each one was not low, and when I was about to leave it and go home, we met Kiki at the gate of the dog market. She was surrounded by people in an old woman's basket, but she was not favored by herself, and no one wanted to take her home.

In this case, I fell in love with her at first sight, and finally brought her home at a low price of 200 yuan. On the way home, I watched her look around as if she was curious, so I named her Kiki.

She was a little black VIP, and I couldn't resist wrapping her in a blanket on the first day I took her home to show my friends.

And the day after she came to my house, there was an accident, I didn't take her seriously, and let her run to the sticky mouse board at home. Under my dad's reproach, I watched Kiki move on the glue and couldn't breathe, and I could only blame myself and cry on the sidelines.

It was the middle of the night, the pet hospital had long been closed, my dad went to somewhere to buy two bottles of liquor and came back, relying on this wine to barely save Qiqi from the sticky mouse board, but the glue on her body could not be washed off this trip. Because my dad said that if the amount of liquor used at one time was too large, she would not be able to stand it, and I would rinse her with liquor and water several times every day for the next few days. She also gradually recovered from being unable to move and requiring me to bring food to her mouth, and after about a week, she was able to jump freely again.

As she grew older, she showed her very good side, and I would often take her out to play and watch her and other dogs chase each other on the grass, but none of the dogs could run past her. At the same time, she is also very smart, she doesn't need to be on a leash with someone, just open the door for her, let her go by herself, and then shake the key at the door of the house and she will run back in a short time.

At that time, there were often people in the family who asked for debts, and they could be said to do everything to ask for debts, often using toothpicks to plug lock cylinders, and throwing stinky things to the balcony. Kiki was sleeping on the balcony at the time, so she was so sick that I didn't let her go to the balcony at all.

Because of the obnoxious debt collectors, sometimes our family would have to go outside to escape the limelight and wander from hotel to hotel, and only a few hotels would accept a guest with a pet. Because of this, Kiki would often be left unattended, and I would creep back in the middle of the night to feed her food through the gap in the balcony, and at the same time carry her out and let her run two steps.

Once we stayed outside for a long time, and I rarely had the opportunity to go back to deliver food and water to Kiki, and when I went back to feed Kiki for about half a month, she disappeared and was taken away by someone who doesn't know. I was panicked, but I couldn't find her because I couldn't find out, and the landlord at the time was also one of the debt collectors, and someone would notify her as soon as I was found in the community.

When we hid outside for about a month or so, things were almost settled and we were finally able to go home. I asked the landlord about Kiki's whereabouts, but the answer was that she didn't know anything. So where did my Kiki go? Who took her away?

I shouted her name over and over again in the community, hoping to get a response; At the same time, I was dangling the key over and over again in the community, hoping that she would be able to return to my feet as soon as she heard it before.

This lasted for more than half a month, during which I asked many people, but I couldn't find my Kiki, and finally I had to give up.

And so it ended my story with my first dog.

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The scenery outside the car window gradually changed to a familiar scene for me, and I was almost at the station. I turned my head to look at the girl leaning on my shoulder, and I don't know how many times I told myself - "I will never be as powerless as I was back then, and what happened back then will never happen again." ”