My name is Bullet, and according to my previous owner, I am a Malinois.
I experienced a war when I was very young. It was very noisy and the smell of smoke was very pungent. But I'm not afraid at all. I think this is how the world is. People die often, and then some black air emerges and entangles the people who killed them.
Later, after a war, I was taken away by a group of people to a place called "Military Dog Training Base." It was then that I realized that there was such a place in this world, and that I had to learn so much before I could be sent to the battlefield like other people.
Many summers and winters passed, and I was injured in a war. One of my eyes could no longer be used, and many of my bones were broken.
I was very afraid that I would be killed and eaten, because, in my childhood memories, my companions who could no longer fight would be killed by those people.
However, the masters of the training base did not kill me. They healed my bones and stopped the bleeding in my eyes. Although that eye could no longer see, they still loved me as before, gave me food and took me out to play.
However, I could no longer accompany my master to war, and I became a useless Malinois.
I don’t really like this kind of life. Although it is very comfortable and I can sleep whenever I want, and I can be lazy when I don’t want to train without being punished...but I don’t like it.
Until one day, two people came to the base.
I could see and smell that one of the people was surrounded by a lot of black energy, more than any other person I had ever seen.
I know that he must have killed many people, otherwise there wouldn't be such a heavy black aura around him.
In the base, the companions were all very afraid of the black air.
Of course I would be afraid too, but I knew they might need a companion, maybe to go to war, or maybe to do something else.
I'm going to go with them and become a useful Malinois again.
The strange thing was that the man surrounded by the black energy was not like the ones I had encountered before. He is not mean at all, he even smiles at me and is very gentle when combing my hair.
I don't know why there is a dark aura about him, he doesn't look like someone who would kill someone.
They took me off the base and into a particularly gorgeous compound.
The man with the black aura on him told me that he would be my father in the future, and the tall person with the fragrant smell was my mother.
Mom corrected Dad and said he was not my mom.
Dad was unhappy and said that Mom was not humble at all. He asked Mom to choose between "Mom being the bullet" and "letting him go last time".
In the end, my mother chose to be my mother and said she would take care of my father in the evening.
How brave of you to deal with someone with so much evil in him.
However, although my father has a lot of negative qualities, he is really good to me.
He would cook for me, hold me in his arms while watching movies, bathe me and comb my hair, and take me to the training ground in the yard to play.
One day, my father stewed a whole chicken specially for me. It was delicious and he carefully picked out the bones.
However, I ate all the chicken, so my father and mother could only cook the vegetable leaves in chicken soup. Mom looked a little unhappy, and Dad said that this was the diet prescribed by the bodybuilding coach and they couldn't have meat for dinner.
I don't know what a body trainer is, but I would be sad if I couldn't eat meat.
Mom looked sad too, but she still ate all the vegetable leaves cooked in the chicken soup.
At night when my mother was not at home, my father would hold me in his arms and let me sleep in his bed.
The big bed is soft and very comfortable, and my dad will kiss my nose.
However, my mother found out when my father kissed me for the first time, and she was a little unhappy.
Dad then kissed Mom too and asked him “Why are you still jealous of the dog?”… Then Mom kicked me out of the room and closed the door.
They must have had a fight on the bed. I could hear the mattress vibrating and my dad shouting softly, as if he was in pain. But he was laughing at the same time. I don’t know why he was laughing even though he was screaming in pain. I guess he was probably very happy because he was about to win the fight.
Later I learned that they enjoyed fighting like this.
It seems like no one will win in this kind of fight, but they all have a lot of fun. They even kiss each other while fighting, and then hug each other and make up after the fight.
But no matter whether Dad seemed to have the upper hand or not, he was always the one yelling.
After a while, my parents took me to an unfamiliar place because my father wanted to learn skydiving.
I know about skydiving. When I was training, I also learned skydiving with my master. At that time, my master would hold me in his arms and jump down from a plane flying very high. We would fall for a very long time, and then open a big umbrella and slowly land us on the ground.
I was scared at first, but later I wasn't afraid anymore. I liked the feeling of looking at the forest and river below from a high place.
Sadly, Mom and Dad never took me with them when they went skydiving.
I wonder if they will jump down together like my previous owner and I did.
Mom and Dad still fight often.
Also, I think I know why they are fighting.
I must have seen it right. After every fight between them, the black energy surrounding Dad would dissipate a little bit. However, sometimes there is no need to fight. As long as Mom stays by his side, the evil spirit on Dad will slowly disappear.
Later, my parents took me to a mountain covered with snow.
Skiing is something I don’t know about, but seeing how happy my dad is every day, it must be a very interesting game, otherwise my dad wouldn’t refuse to fight with my mom just to play skiing the next day.
But they finally fought, and Dad looked happier than when he came back from skiing.
Sometimes, Mom and Dad would go out together for a long time.
However, they would ask someone called an assistant to take care of me, cook for me, take me out for a walk, and then take videos to send to my parents.
The assistant is also very nice to me, but I still like my dad.
Two winters later, my parents decided to take me to where they worked, saying they wanted to give me a role. I don’t know what a role is, but no matter what job I do, I will do it seriously.
I will definitely turn back into a useful Malinois.
I followed my parents to a place called "the crew".
There are a lot of people here who I have never seen doing things, but I will observe and learn.
Mom was dressed up like my former master, wearing flowery clothes and holding a gun that didn't breathe fire, and everyone pretended to have a war. I don’t know why, but Dad dressed up as a bad guy and fought with Mom, and he kept beating her over and over for a long time before he “passed” and then changed his moves and continued beating her.
This seemed like a fun game, so my dad asked me to join in and yell at others.
I knew this wasn't a real fight, but I pretended to be serious. They praised me for being a good dog, very smart and humane. I am so happy to be working with my mom and dad.
However, I don’t quite understand what the game of “filming” is all about.
As time went by, Dad became Mom's comrade-in-arms. I heard from others that his job was called "undercover", which was a very dangerous job.
Later, someone in the "crew" tried to bully my dad. I got very angry, so I broke free from the leash, rushed forward, and knocked the guy down.
But he had combed my hair before and had a good relationship with my parents, so he must be a good person, so I didn't bite him, I just yelled at him a few times.
Dad laughed, hugged me and kissed me several times, and told me that this was just acting and it was not real.
I don’t know what acting is, but anyway, no one can bully Dad except Mom!
Afterwards, the "crew" took my parents and me to a mountain, where we continued to play the "filming" game.
In the mountains, my mother was injured while filming. There was a big cut on her leg and she bled a lot. Dad was very anxious and stayed with Mom until the helicopter arrived. He then took Mom to the hospital.
But, the next day, Mom and Dad came back to continue filming.
I could hear my mother breathing heavily while she was filming. Her wound must still be painful, but she didn't look hurt at all, and she was still filming seriously.
During the break, Dad asked Mom if her legs hurt. Mom smiled and said no, and Dad immediately knew he was lying.
Only then did I realize that "filming" is not a simple game.
Just like in a war, even if you get injured while filming, you have to keep going and not quit.
However, I don’t understand why my mother would still fight with my father even though her leg was injured, and even let my father ride on her.
Is it possible that this kind of fight can heal injuries?
For many springs, summers, autumns and winters that followed, Mom and Dad continued to film. When we are not filming, they will take me to travel to various places.
Not only have I seen snow-capped mountains, I have also been to the desert, seen the aurora, skydive in the canyon with my mother, and surf on the ocean with my father.
Of course, Mom and Dad still love to fight, not only on the bed, but sometimes in the bathroom, in the car, in the tent, on the beach, in the woods...
After an unknown amount of time, the black aura on my father's body became lighter and lighter.
One day, when my parents were traveling, they found a litter of lost kittens, and my dad took them home.
At the beginning, the kittens were still afraid of their dad, but after getting along for a long time, they became bolder and bolder and even dared to climb onto their dad’s head and play around.
Later, Mom moved into a new home with Dad, me and the cats. It is said that this will be a place where we will often come for vacation in the future.
The house is on a mountain. There is a small river at the foot of the mountain and a waterfall not far away. The yard of the new house is very large, with many different trees planted in it, and there is also a vegetable garden behind the house. There is a pond in the corner of the vegetable garden, and there are many fish in the pond.
However, the cats seem to be very interested in these fish. I wonder if these fish can survive the winter.
Dad happily hugged Mom and kissed her for a long time, saying that he loved this family very much.
That night, my parents really did fight again. They fought several times, and it didn’t end until the moon rose and set...
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