Yesterday morning, when I was walking on the way to work, a friend sent me a message, telling me when to get a manicure, but I was so busy at work every day that I had no time to do it. After receiving the message, I took my phone and walked on the way to work again. I couldn’t figure it out. Chu was looking at his phone too obsessively, or the dog in front of me wasn't looking at the road. Suddenly I kicked a dog. At that time, I was so frightened that I quickly took off my phone to see if it was my fault. I actually kicked down a little puppy.
At that time, I looked at the pitiful appearance of the dog. I felt quite guilty at that time. There must be something wrong with it. I wanted to get close to it to check it. However, before I left, the dog The dog immediately stood up and ran away, probably thinking that I was going to bully it. Seeing its worried look, I thought it was me who was so scared, and it was not intentional. But when I saw the lonely back of it escaping, I felt quite sorry for it. It probably thought that I was bullying it on purpose.
I have been feeling quite uncomfortable all morning. When I saw the helpless and pitiful look in its eyes as it turned away, I felt heartbroken. After that, I felt quite guilty. When I came home from get off work at noon, I saw it curling up on the side of the road. I was very excited at that time. It seems that it often wanders on this street. It seems to know this place quite well. It seems that it is the reason why I lower my head and walk without looking around every day. It seems that I really need to reflect on myself.
Later, I bought bread and water for it as a supplement. The dog stood up and ran away as soon as he saw me. I was very excited at the time and was afraid that it would run away again. I quickly put the bread around for it and then moved away. Then I watched it swallow the things from a distance. Only then did I feel like I had put down a stone in my heart. However, in the next two days when I couldn't look at my phone, I met it frequently. After that, I got to know it better and better, and then it became a "relative" just because of this kick. So I couldn't bear to see it wandering on the street, so I took it back home and raised it.