Yesterday I took my daughter to go shopping on the street. I don’t know when a stray dog ​​appeared behind me, or how long she was being followed. But my daughter likes the look of it very much and keeps talking to it, just like its friends. But as adults, we care about children after all. No one wants to let their children play with stray dogs on the street. The dirty dogs are definitely afraid of infecting the children with infectious diseases or germs or other messy things.

When the adults saw it, they all pushed it away, fearing to give it a chance to interact with children independently. My daughter didn't seem worried at all when she saw this little puppy, and wanted to pet it. I immediately stopped it. After all, children come first. It looked at me disdainfully, and retreated a long way away in despair, but my daughter kept calling it, so it probably didn't give up chasing us. I saw it from time to time, and saw its head hanging to the ground and its little tail hanging loosely.

It looked very lost, and I actually felt uncomfortable inside. It looked at me with pitiful eyes, which made me think that I was a little heartless. Animals are originally the happy beings in the world, but they seem to be so unwelcome here. My daughter seemed to be very fond of it, and I was a little hesitant now. Since my daughter liked it so much, I thought it would be good to clean it and take it back so that my daughter could have a friend.

It just followed everyone all the way to the gate. I opened the street door and let it in. It changed drastically at this time and was as happy as a child. It came in with a poop, as if it was just pretending to be seen by everyone. At this time, I gradually doubted my judgment. My daughter was very happy to see it and played with it endlessly. It is already getting dark today. I will take it to give it a bath tomorrow and see if it needs vaccinations. After all, having an animal waiting for my daughter during her childhood is also very helpful to her growth.