A friend who raised a large gold hair four years ago said that gold hair was very smart, that in fact the pets did not feel that it was personal or hierarchical, and that there was a greater correlation with their age.
The pet explained in detail that gold hair was not very good for its loved ones at first, because it was particularly fond of gnawing cotton socks at home, and it was likely that there was such a hobby, as well as a dumpster in the kitchen.
After work it's worried it's boring at home. "Well, it's hard to work to make dog food for it." The pets are spoiling gold hair, but they're working all the time, so they don't have enough time to wait for it, and they can only buy it toys.
The master noticed that the golden hair was particularly interested in dolls with small animal-forming designs, and that in 2021 it was bought by three of them, bears, monkeys, and one of them that seemed a little weird.
"They're your friends," every time a pet gives a golden toy, he tells them that gold hair is very good for them, that they don't have to bite them off, but it's as good for every "basket friend" as if he understood the master.
“These dolls are usually in their nests”, and it is likely that the blondes do feel lonely, and they lie with them when they sleep.
I don't know. Three dolls were washed by the owner the other day.
It was supposed to understand, but when Mao realized that all three of his “baby friends” were missing, he was anxious, then he was rushing around the nest, and the master immediately told him that the toys were on the balcony.
“They're all on the balcony, it's all right, and it's like gold hair running to the balcony and then crouching on the balcony and not going home, and it sees three of its “baby friends” hanging in the highlands, as if they had advice to the master.
Gold hair: They are my good friends. What are you doing to them?
The golden hair crouched on the bricks, then turned around and saw the owner, and called out to the toy, and then turned back and called to the owner, prompting him to return his doll, but he did not understand that the doll was dirty and washed by the owner.
Blonde spent almost a day on the balcony, during which the owner pulled it back to the house for a while, and then went down to the balcony.
Master: Next time I'm afraid to wash my toys.