Adorable Pet Daily Life Ch. 108

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She shook her head. "Got a bunch of DMs, but none of them are about this golden retriever. Lots of reposts though!"

"Maybe the owner was out looking for the dog last night and didn't have time to check Weibo," Shen Luo said. That was probably the only explanation. Today, they'd be bringing the retriever to the event park—maybe the owner would show up there.

They left Wang Bo in charge of the injured cat and the pregnant animals and told him to keep an eye on the Weibo inbox, then the four of them headed out.

Just as they were leaving, the secretary showed up with a change of clothes for Xiao Chuan so he could meet Jin Guodong.

Zheng Jiamei and Wang Wei rode in the beat-up minivan, while Shen Luo got dragged into the luxury car. So that morning, the whole neighborhood got to witness a weird sight: a shiny Bentley rolling down the road with a battered old van puttering along right behind it. Talk about eye-catching.

Once they arrived at the venue, Xiao Chuan immediately went off to meet with Jin Guodong, just like he always did.

Shen Luo had no idea how their talks were going. But the fact that Xiao Chuan kept showing up to meet the guy every single day really said something about his patience. Maybe this partnership really meant a lot to him.

While Shen Luo's mind wandered off with all kinds of random thoughts, he busied himself with setting up their little stall.

By now, Shen Luo's dog biscuits had gained a bit of a reputation. A bunch of people showed up early just to buy them—five bags here, ten bags there. Looked like word had spread about how good they were.

"Last night, my dog tore into all three bags at once," said an elderly man with salt-and-pepper hair. "He ate every single one. Is it okay for them to eat that many at once?"

Shen Luo grinned. "Totally fine. The recipe's pretty much like dog food. Eating a bit more in one go won't hurt. The only thing at risk here is your wallet."

The old man laughed. "You're a funny kid. Gimme ten more bags."

"Better hide them this time," Shen Luo joked.

"Sigh, I'll try. But that guy's nose is way too good. No matter where I hide them, he always sniffs 'em out." Despite the complaint, the old man looked more proud than annoyed.

Shen Luo chuckled too.

There was a dog agility competition that morning, but Shen Luo hadn't signed up for it. He wanted to wait and see if the golden retriever's owner would show up, so he kept the two goldens close by and circled the area. But no one came to claim the dog.

At this point, Shen Luo was starting to suspect that the golden retriever might actually be a stray.

He tried communicating with her, but yeah... this dog really was just a soft, silly sweetheart. She didn't understand much—just knew her name was "Baobei," because that's what her old owner used to call her. As for any info about that owner? Not a clue. All she remembered was their scent.

Shen Luo: ...

Compared to Ethan, this golden retriever really was kind of dumb. But why did Ethan like her so much? He was constantly playing with her!

Shen Luo felt completely powerless.

The husky's owner—the same one whose dog had stepped on the hedgehog yesterday—showed up again, husky in tow. Spotting Shen Luo, he called out, "Didn't expect you to be raising two golden retrievers!"

The subtext was obvious: he didn't think Shen Luo looked like someone with the extra cash for two purebred dogs—probably assumed he was just part of the event staff or something, especially dressed the way he was.

Shen Luo replied, "Yeah. You're back again today?"

"Yup. My dog can't stand being cooped up at home, so I brought him out for a walk. Figured this event was a good chance to maybe find him a girlfriend or something... But no luck so far."

So it turned out he was here for dog dating.

Honestly, though, it wasn't unusual. Plenty of people came to this event hoping to find mates for their pets.

They had only chatted for a few minutes when the husky, who had been harmlessly running around just moments ago, suddenly got into a fight with an Alaskan Malamute nearby. The owner rushed over to break it up, while Shen Luo burst into laughter watching the husky's ridiculous, dopey expressions during the scuffle.

After waiting the entire morning with no sign of Baobei's owner, Shen Luo had no choice but to bring her back to the booth. In the afternoon, he had to take Brother Pi to the frisbee competition, so he couldn't stick around looking any longer.

Of course, Brother Pi wasn't registered under that name. Brother Pi didn't care about his image—he was a dog, after all—but Shen Luo, as a human being, still had some pride. So Brother Pis official competition name was "Professor."

Shen Luo had already trained Brother Pi not to copy other animals' calls in public. Brother Pi had always been pretty obedient. Plus, thanks to his experience as a stray, he knew how to protect himself and had never made weird noises out in the open—he was a sneaky little guy.

The frisbee competition had multiple events. Aside from speed and height, there was also a chaotic free-for-all where all the dogs competed for a single frisbee, and a freestyle performance round.

The speed and height event was done with a frisbee-launching machine that shot out frisbees at intervals. The dogs had to keep catching them, dropping them, and going after the next one. The total number of successful catches in five minutes determined the score.

It wasn't the hardest event, but it was intense—five straight minutes of high-energy movement was no joke for any dog. Proper warm-up was crucial.

Brother Pi was contestant number five, so he was the fifth to compete. Shen Luo led him to the center of the field, then stepped aside. The referee quickly announced the start of the round.

The machine was pre-programmed to launch frisbees in varying directions, but always within a 120-degree range.

Brother Pi actually loved playing frisbee. The only reason he didn't get to play often was because Shen Luo was usually too busy.

One colorful frisbee after another flew into the air. Brother Pi dashed this way and that, darting and leaping, catching each one cleanly before dropping it and going for the next.

It wasn't the most technically difficult challenge—it mostly tested the dog's endurance and focus. Some dogs would get bored or tired after just a few minutes and start missing throws.

But not Brother Pi. Even at the four-minute mark, he was still going strong, catching every single frisbee without missing a beat.

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