Adorable Pet Daily Life Ch. 119

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Shen Luo, though, really didn't have much talent when it came to styling. Zheng Jiamei suggested they dress Duoduo up like a little angel, just like the girls who always showed up at events in white dresses with tiaras—maybe even give her a magic wand or something. But just the thought made Shen Luo shiver. I mean, Duoduo was a male dog!

Pets didn't really have strong concepts of gender. Dogs like White Cloud and Black Earth being together didn't raise any eyebrows among the animals, so even if Duoduo was dressed as a little angel or a princess, he wouldn't think anything of it himself.

But Shen Luo just couldn't get over it. In his eyes, Duoduo was still that rough little guy who scarfed down dog food, guzzled milk, got into fights, and chickened out just as fast—a total scruffy dude.

After thinking it over, Shen Luo ended up buying some clothes and modifying them himself, dressing Duoduo up as a gentleman instead.

Samoyeds naturally looked sweet and obedient, so they were better suited to cute or proper looks. If you tried to make one look edgy or evil, it just came off weird. Plus, that snow-white fur was super versatile for styling.

Zheng Jiamei felt Shen Luo's design was too conservative, but Shen Luo thought it was just right. Duoduo really looked like a proper little gentleman now—like a real "dog of culture."

It wasn't until they headed to the contest that Shen Luo found out there was another event happening too—a "Ugliest Dog Contest."

Just like the beauty contest, it was judged on appearance—but this one was all about finding the ugliest dog.

Making a dog look ugly wasn't hard. Illness or injuries could do that. But this contest only allowed healthy, unharmed dogs. Otherwise, there'd be a risk of people mistreating their pets just to win.

Of course, some dogs were naturally born looking goofy, so the competition was all about picking the most unfortunate-looking among them.

When Shen Luo heard about it, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed—why wasn't there an Ugly Cat Contest? If Ah Chou entered, he'd definitely be the champion! That face could scare ghosts and move gods to tears.

So the last event in the dog category was a combo: beauty contest and ugly contest.

The beauty contest had the most entries by far. It didn't require any special skills—just good looks. And since most people treated their pets like precious babies, every owner was convinced their dog was the cutest.

Even though Duoduo looked super handsome, once he stood among the sea of other dolled-up dogs, he didn't really stand out much.

Shen Luo could only sigh. Getting first place today was probably a long shot.

This time, the venue was different from the others—it actually looked more like a fashion show. The stage was a V-shape, with one entrance and one exit. The back area connected through to the rest area behind the stage.

There were hundreds of dogs entering the beauty contest. Duoduo's number was over a hundred. Luckily, each dog only got a few dozen seconds on stage, followed by a closer look by the judges where they could touch and examine the dogs before picking a winner.

Styling was just one factor. The dog's gait, posture, stance, coat, color, and even how they felt to the touch were all part of the score. For the judges, it was actually a ton of work.

Shen Luo noticed there were about 20 to 30 Samoyeds in the contest. The most common breed, though, was the Poodle. With their curly hair and variety of coat colors, they were super flexible for styling and often dyed or permed. In beauty contests, Poodles were everywhere—and they were always seen as the classic "rich pretty girl" of the dog world.

Just like a runway show, the dogs were led out one by one by their owners according to number order. Each dog walked across the stage, stopped in the center to sit or spin around or something, then headed out through the door on the other side. The whole walk only took half a minute per dog. After that, they were still called over to let the judges touch and inspect them in order, and once that was done, the round was over. The entire process for each dog took just a few minutes. The rest of the time was spent waiting for the results.

The whole contest dragged on for over two hours before it finally wrapped up.

Then came the Ugly Dog Contest.

If the beauty contest was all about flair and glam, the ugly contest was pure chaos. Bald dogs, snaggletooth dogs, dogs with their tongues hanging out, dogs with crossed eyes—absolutely wild. Who knew dogs could look that ugly?

Shen Luo wasn't too fazed, though. The dogs they'd taken in at home looked even scarier when they were first found. After seeing enough of that, nothing really shocked him anymore.

The ugly contest didn't require any styling at all. You just walked your dog up onto the stage. The judges still scored them based on appearance and body shape—but the uglier the dog, the higher the score.

This part of the event only lasted an hour, and soon enough, it was time for the results.

That was probably the moment Shen Luo felt the most nervous. It wasn't like he had to place, but there was still that bit of hope.

In the end, Duoduo came in third. First place went to a Poodle with a super bizarre look. Second place was a Bichon Frise dressed like a panda—the costume was so realistic that when it walked out, the audience actually buzzed for a moment. Duoduo took third place.

Once the placements were announced, Shen Luo finally let out a breath of relief. Placing was already a win—placing meant prize money! All that effort wasn't for nothing.

"Duoduo, your wife's postpartum fund and your sons' milk money are both covered now," Shen Luo said, patting Duoduo's head.

Duoduo barked twice, clearly thrilled. He had no idea what postpartum or milk money meant, but if Shen Luo was happy, it meant there was chicken in it for him!

After picking up the prize and snapping some photos, it was already 6:30. With that, all the competitions for this showcase were officially done. Tomorrow was the final exhibition, and the day after that, they could skip the whole thing.

For Shen Luo, this showcase had been a pretty rewarding experience.

Just thinking about picking up his prize money tomorrow made his steps feel lighter.

Still, people seemed kind of bummed about getting third place—they'd gotten used to taking home first by now.

Shen Luo said, "Third place is still great. Don't get greedy."

"Oh wow, boss, you know not to be greedy?"

Must've been the sun rising from the west. The guy whose eyes sparkled every time he heard the word "money" was suddenly all chill about it.

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