家里的小花狗跑出去好几天了,也不见回来。回到家,我老是习惯性地叫:狗子!不见它摇着尾巴来迎接,挺失落的。这狗,现在算算还不到一岁呢。去年这个时候,家里养的那只小黄狗没了,心疼了许多日子,心里没着没落的,想着再养一只,可是,许久也没找到合适的。时间一晃过了五一。一天,妻子收工回来,带了个纸盒,让我猜猜是什么,很神秘的样子。俺没那耐性,猜也 Home dog running out for a few days, nor come back. Back home, I always used to call: dog! Not see it shaking the tail to meet, quite lost. This dog, now counted less than a year old yet. At this time last year, the little yellow dog that was kept in the house was gone and was distressed for so many days that my heart was still missing. I was thinking of raising another one, but for a long time I did not find a suitable one. Time flies over 51. One day, my wife came back to work with a tray, let me guess what is very mysterious look. I did not patience, guess too