On Christmas Eve, I took my family's two-year-old (golden retriever) and little Sanmao (chihuahua skewers) to walk around the community. While playing in the lawn, a car came next to me. There was a person getting out of the car. Little Sanmao decisively bit him. I immediately felt sweaty. Sanmao was only the size of a sole of her feet. If she was kicked away, her corpse would be gone.

However, he held the two big and small hands with one hand, and looked at each other and could only drink it with his mouth. Fortunately, the neighbor was magnanimous and just smiled and said, "The dog is so brave!"

When I led the waiter and Sanmao home, I felt sorry for Xiao Sanmao. In its eyes, the three of me were a pack of wolves. I was the head of the wolf and the lawn was my territory. But I didn't want me to shake my tail and seek peace when it fought bravely. But it didn't know the human society, the human beings were the roots, and the dog biting people was afraid of human destruction.

But when he turned his head, he saw his pitiful innocent eyes, so he could only go home and comfort him with flesh and bones.

I like dogs, and my beloved concubine is pregnant. My family and friends advise me to send the two dogs away, but I insisted on my own and couldn't bear to leave. On Christmas Eve, it's enough to have two dogs accompany me.

If the beloved concubine sees this, she will not know what the two dogs will end up?

On Christmas Eve, I miss you all, talk nonsense, and smile.

Happy Christmas Eve everyone!
Chapter completed!