Pets that have been kept for a long time are really like family members, and sometimes it is really hard to have to give them to others.

In fact, my dog is not a pet dog, but a little stray dog I found downstairs.

This is what it looked like on the first day when it came to my house. Even if I only spent half a month with it, I was responsible for eating and drinking every day that month, so I got used to its existence and spent a lot of energy on it. So when I want to start school in other places and go to college, this dog will be sent to my grandparents' home in the country by my parents.

I was really having a hard time, but I couldn't help it. Leave it at home for the summer vacation and nobody cares about it every day, but when my parents go to work at school, no one cares. Most importantly, my parents think it smells bad.

So it was finally sent to the countryside. I remember the first day when my father sent him back, and I was always following his news. When he sent this sentence, my tears almost fell.

Later, every week, my dad would go back to my grandparents' house and send me a little video of the dog. I still look very satisfied. Although not as good as my home, I am more free and have a home.

Really, I don't think it's comfortable to give away pets. After all, we lived together, but if it can live well, we can only accept and bless it.