Many years ago, I wrote an article (crying silently for the little hamster) about the old mouse leaving the bear's house. Now, the hair ball of the third-line mouse stimulates the lacrimal gland again.
I don't want to keep it anymore. My friend said it was really difficult to raise, and gave us a mansion feed to take care of his third-line mice ... Considering that junior high school students need relief, I agreed: raise again!
Unexpectedly, it was not the boss who was cured, but the mother.
Furball really gave it to a mansion when he came! The original owner prepared a large plastic sorting box for him, carefully dug holes, put away the rollers, external water bottles, the middle building and the glass sawdust room! Such good equipment, just for a three-line mouse worth 20 yuan? ! I checked, and the third-line mouse is really cheap, but it has a bad life. I was a little surprised to see it.
Big brother goes out early and comes back late every day. After Furabll came, most of his senior three students studied at school, and my second and third children took turns to take care of him. The adolescence of the second child is uncertain. If he is in a good mood, he will help clear the cage and giggle. If he is in a bad mood, he will study autism. The third child is naive, willing to feed and can't clean at all. ....
Therefore, Furball is my fifth responsibility (the other four are bears).
After studying psychology, there are always some bad habits: Pavlov's interesting psychological experiment (restriction: dogs drool when they hear * * *), and I've always wanted to try it. So every time I feed him, I will definitely say loudly, "Hairball, it's time to eat! 」
Call him a few times when you come out, and then put the food on the dish plate.
And this little hamster is really limited by me. Every time I hear my voice, he always opens his eyes and drills a lovely head out of the sawdust bottle. After confirming it's me, he will automatically run to the dish and wait for me! I'll touch him and say, "Is it delicious? 」
Furball is also amazing: he will pee in a fixed place! (Many dogs can't yet)-The upper right corner of the mansion is his toilet. Nobody taught him, he decided for himself. So he won't get dirty all over, and I just need to clean it regularly, saving a lot of time to wash the cage.
I had a lot of time to catch up with the manuscript last year. Every time he is tired, he squats in front of the mansion and feeds him his favorite foods: almonds, sunflower seeds, cereal, Chinese cabbage leaves and carrots. Sometimes I make my own walnut whole wheat toast and give him some to taste. He is always very popular and eats with relish!
However, this day has come:
The second child just finished the final exam and went home in a good mood. ....
The reaction of the other two laizi is like this ....
When the boss takes one last look at Furball, I will bury him under the camellia tree not far downstairs, where the old mouse used to sleep.
Originally, I only planned to go by myself, but all three children insisted on going! Along the way, the boss was silent and the second was speechless. Only the third one looked very excited and kept talking!
There are too many cooks, and the third brother digs graves. Hairballs are afraid of the cold and add a lot of sawdust. Finally, Furball fell asleep.
On the way back, the second child began to cry all the time. He kept wiping his tears and his shoulders trembled ... It turned out that he was very sentimental during the adolescence of the Ice Age! Big brother is like a high wall, you can't see the expression, just like in those days, always so introverted.
Before going to bed, the third child finally left tears ... he seemed to find that Furball was not there, so he didn't agree! Because I couldn't feed him, I went to his sawdust bottle and waited for him to stick his head out. You can't watch him chew sunflower seeds with relish, but sleep under the cold camellia tree, motionless.
At the age of five, he finally understood that "death" was a long-term separation.
Before going to bed last night, he asked me with red eyes and said:
"Can I pick another mouse? Didn't you say as long as 20 yuan? I'll call him Hairball ... "
To be honest, this is a healing moment. Doby feeds him and talks to him every day at the deadline. Although it costs only 20 yuan in a pet store and Furball is a gift from others, it is more than just a miserable mouse listed for 20 yuan to me.
I didn't give the child a clear answer, but I am sure that the new one can't be called a hairball, because the real hairball has been buried in my mind forever. ?
Goodbye! Hairball, thank you for your wonderful time.
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