Adorable Pet Daily Life Ch. 35

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"He's already gone. There's no point in staying here," Shen Luo said as he got closer. He could feel the grief radiating from the dog—along with helplessness and fear. It was obvious that these two had depended on each other, and now, one of them was gone. The other just couldn't accept it yet, still holding on to the hope that its friend might wake up.

The moment Shen Luo said that the dog was dead, the previously sluggish pup suddenly started barking like crazy, as if protesting.

Shen Luo shook his head. "It's no use. If you stay here, the cars will run him over again and again until there's nothing left. Then the sanitation workers will just sweep him up with the rest of the trash and burn him. You'll never see him again."

The short-legged, yellow-furred dog grew even more agitated, barking even louder. The onlookers all thought Shen Luo was about to get bitten—the dog did look pretty fierce, after all.

But the yellow dog didn't bite him. After listening to Shen Luo's "persuasion," it just... started crying.

When Shen Luo saw the tears in the yellow-furred dog's eyes, he was stunned. It wasn't uncommon for cats and dogs to cry, but usually, it was due to health issues—maybe they weren't feeling well, so they'd tear up, often with excessive eye discharge. But today, he encountered a dog that was shedding tears purely out of emotion.

"Wu wu..." The short-legged dog collapsed onto the ground, leaning against the lifeless body of another dog, looking utterly heartbroken.

Even the onlookers standing across the street could feel the dog's grief. Some of the more sentimental older women couldn't help but sigh, "This is just too tragic!"

Shen Luo let out a breath and waved at Xiao Chuan. The young man quickly ran over.

"Pick up the yellow dog. I'll carry the black one."

"Aren't we just supposed to bury the body nearby?" Xiao Chuan asked, confused.

Shen Luo shook his head. "If we don't take the body with us, the yellow dog won't come either. So we have to bring it back first, bury it properly, and give this dog something to hold on to."

Xiao Chuan nodded, realizing that the situation was more complicated than he had thought.

As Shen Luo and Xiao Chuan carried the dogs away, the crowd called out after them, "You guys better take good care of that dog!"

"Got it! Don't worry! We'll look after it for sure!"

"And don't just toss the body somewhere."

"Of course not. We'll find a proper place, bury it, and even put up a little grave marker. That way, this dog can have something to remember."

Shen Luo patiently answered their concerns. He understood that these people were touched by compassion—that was why they were being so insistent. If it weren't for the yellow dog, this poor black dog would've probably ended up as someone's hotpot dinner.

After a few more words of praise about how kind Shen Luo was, the crowd finally dispersed.

Shen Luo drove back home first. He dug a pit next to the house and buried the black dog. Throughout the process, the yellow dog stayed close by, quiet and well-behaved. But when it came time to lower the black dog into the grave, the yellow dog suddenly barked loudly—yet it didn't try to stop Shen Luo.

Shen Luo figured this was probably the yellow dog's final farewell to its friend.

After the burial, he even put up a small tombstone and said to the yellow dog, "If you ever miss him, you can come here and keep him company."

The yellow dog seemed to understand, lying down beside the grave without moving.

"Do you want to live with me from now on?" Shen Luo plucked a dried blade of grass and twirled it between his fingers as he asked, "It's getting cold, and food is hard to find. A lot of people love eating dog meat hotpot. It's not safe for a stray like you to wander around out there."

The yellow dog stared blankly for a long time before finally agreeing.

Shen Luo patted its head. "Good dog. If you want, I'll find you a nice owner someday."

The yellow dog shot back, "I don't need an owner."

"Alright, alright. Then just stick with me and be my friend."

Shen Luo hadn't expected a stray dog to have such a strong sense of self.

Since the yellow dog refused to leave the black dog's grave, Shen Luo decided to let it stay there for now. After all, he had Brother Hei and the others at home, plus food and water. If the yellow dog wanted to come inside, there was a doggy door. A dog this loyal and sentimental was truly rare.

When he got back to the clinic, he found Yuan Ying there again. But this time, Ah Hua wasn't with her. Instead, there was another beautiful woman standing beside her, holding the leash of a Hungarian Shepherd—also known as a Komondor, or "mop dog." With its long, corded fur, it really did look like a mop lying on the ground. And when it ran, it practically turned into a flying mop. That's how the breed got its nickname.

It was Shen Luo's first time seeing one in real life, since they weren't particularly common in the country.

The woman Yuan Ying brought along was clearly someone from their circle. Ever since Yuan Ying started showing up, the overall attractiveness level of the clinic had skyrocketed.

"What's up?" Shen Luo guessed they were here for a bath since the Komondor looked like a nightmare to clean. But to his surprise, they were here for a checkup instead.

"Bubu hasn't eaten for three days. No food, no poop," the girl explained. "We've seen several vets, but no one could figure out what's wrong. Ying Ying said you guys are good, so we came to try our luck."

Her voice was even softer and sweeter than Yuan Ying's, carrying a kind of gentle, delicate charm.

Shen Luo asked Wang Bo, "Have you checked already?"

Wang Bo nodded. He had done a blood test and everything—just a bit of malnutrition, but nothing major.

Shen Luo thought for a moment, then reached out his hand. "Let me take a look. You guys wait here, we'll go inside. I'll be out in a bit."

The girl glanced at Yuan Ying, and when she saw Yuan Ying nod, she handed the leash over to Shen Luo.

"You didn't tell me the owner here is a vet!" You Minran whispered to Yuan Ying.

"I didn't know either," Yuan Ying replied. "But I did some digging—turns out, the owner specializes in weird cases! I even heard that one time, a dog developed psychological trauma after its owner watching AV, and this guy was the one who diagnosed and treated it!"

You Minran looked skeptical. That kind of condition sounded bizarre enough, but the fact that it could even be cured? That was even stranger.

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