Adorable Pet Daily Life Ch. 34

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It took forever for the stench in the room to finally clear out. Shen Luo let out a deep sigh of relief. But when he lay back down, something still felt off inside the blanket—like there was a lingering bad smell. He sniffed carefully, but then it seemed like there was nothing there. The whole thing drove him crazy, and he ended up tossing and turning the entire night, never really getting a good sleep until morning.

When he finally got up, Ethan stretched with a big yawn and happily licked Shen Luo's face. Shen Luo smacked him away. Even Ethan had his unreliable moments.

But Shen Luo decided to keep this whole thing a secret. No way was he telling anyone that he got knocked out by dog farts—he'd be the butt of jokes for at least a year.

Ethan, kicked off the bed, looked super aggrieved. He frowned at Shen Luo, his eyes full of innocent confusion. But Shen Luo wasn't buying it. First thing in the morning, he grabbed all his sheets and blankets and dumped them straight into the washing machine.

After sulking at Ethan for a while, Shen Luo started to get over it. Thinking back, Ethan had been sleeping like a rock—he had probably had no clue what had happened. And honestly, dogs couldn't really control that kind of thing. Humans farted too, right? No point holding a grudge against a dog over this.

Once he made peace with it, Shen Luo felt way better. Ethan seemed happier too—probably thinking, "Shen Luo has these weird mood swings every month, and this time I just happened to be the unlucky one. But I'm way too smart, majestic, and forgiving to hold it against him."

As the weather got colder, the three little kittens were finally adopted. The stray mother cat never came back after leaving, and at first, Shen Luo was a little worried. But after a while, when she still didn't return, he figured she must be fine and stopped stressing over it.

The kittens were given away for free, of course. But taking care of a cat still costs money—things like food and litter.

One person who wanted to adopt a kitten hinted that they'd just feed it scraps from their own meals instead of buying cat food. Shen Luo immediately rejected them.

Like, seriously? How stingy could they get? It wasn't like they were struggling financially. Cat food and litter together cost, what, 200 yuan a month? If they couldn't even spare that, how could they possibly take good care of a cat? And besides, what was wrong with making people pay for things? Was he supposed to starve? He wasn't some saint who lived off air and goodwill alone.

Shen Luo never saw himself as some kind of noble, self-sacrificing hero. If there was money to be made, he had no problem taking it. He wasn't going to let people guilt-trip him into working for free. Helping stray animals was a good thing, sure, but charging for what was fair wasn't wrong either. It was not like he was scamming anyone.

Some people just had this weird mentality—like if someone was doing something good, then they should be selfless in every single aspect of life. As if elderly scavengers should only eat scraps, or young women working service jobs should just quietly take abuse from rude customers. Society had trained them to think that way.

After the kittens were adopted, Shen Luo felt a little lighter. But the number of animals at the clinic didn't decrease—it actually went up.

As the temperature dropped, stray cats kept looking for warm spots—like curling up next to streetlamps or resting on warm car tires. But that was dangerous. Drivers often didn't notice them and accidentally ran them over. So lately, the pet hospital's official social media had been posting a lot about this issue.

Shen Luo, along with Wang Wei and Xiao Chuan, built a few makeshift shelters with windproof boxes, stuffing them with old clothes for warmth. They placed them in hidden spots around Yujin River Park, hoping some stray cats would use them. Better than nothing, right? Along with that, they also increased the amount of food they were putting out.

Winter wasn't just tough for pets—it was also the hardest time for the hospital.

On a rare sunny day in the freezing winter, Shen Luo was letting the hospital's cats and dogs bask in the sun when Zheng Jiamei walked over with a serious expression and said there was a call that Shen Luo had to take personally.

Shen Luo was surprised. Usually, all the hospital's calls went through Zheng Jiamei, and she could handle pretty much any question people threw at her. What was so special about this one?

Picking up the phone, he heard a rough, heavily accented voice on the other end.

"Hello? Is this the pet hospital?"

"Hello, this is Chong'ai Pet Hospital."

"We're on Chunhui Road. A dog got hit and died, and another dog is guarding it, refusing to leave. Do you guys want to come over and check it out?"

Shen Luo found it a bit strange and replied, "You can ask the traffic police for help."

"Well, I heard that your hospital takes in stray animals. The dog that died and the one guarding it both look like strays, so we called you guys instead."

Shen Luo thought for a moment before saying, "We'll be there right away. Is it the north or south section of Chunhui Road?"

"North."

After hanging up, Shen Luo called for Xiao Chuan, and the two of them headed to Chunhui Road together.

Chunhui Road was pretty close to the outskirts. The traffic here was heavy, but there weren't many traffic lights or cameras, so it wasn't unusual for cars to speed. It also wasn't surprising to see stray animals getting hit.

By the time Shen Luo and Xiao Chuan arrived, they saw exactly what had been described—a dog lying lifeless in the middle of the road, with another dog standing guard beside it. Anyone who tried to get close was met with bared teeth and low, warning growls. No one dared to approach, so they just stood around watching.

Since the dogs were in the middle of the road, most of the onlookers were standing on the sidewalks. Cars kept passing by, making the whole scene look incredibly dangerous.

Xiao Chuan asked, "What should we do?"

"What else?" Shen Luo said. "Bury the dead one and take the other back to the hospital."

"What if it won't come with us?"

"Trust me."

With that, Shen Luo stepped forward, carefully dodging the cars as he made his way to the middle of the road. The dog standing guard immediately tensed up, watching him warily.

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