Many people love autumn because it is a harvest season, a reunion season, but an autumn rain is cold, with rain and cooling whenever it comes. The weather is getting colder, food is scarce, and the lives of street children are becoming more difficult.
Among these vagrant animals, the most tragic is the mother of a stray dog, who, in such a cold season, can hardly survive most of the pups, who, on the one hand, have to travel for food and, on the other, find a warm shelter.
Two months ago, the mother of a stray dog worked so hard to find a shelter that could cover the rain, a tree hole. Two days ago, their nests were occupied by “invaders”, and the dogs were confined to the cold wind to warm themselves, and the good people who saw the intruders were reluctant to drive them away.
One alone with a baby, Mom.
At the end of July this year, in the city of Urumqi, the mother of a stray dog, who had just given birth to five dog babies, hid the dog baby in a tree cave and went out alone for food.
Mothers of dogs could have found some food if they were in normal times, but at that time the epidemic had closed, half of them were not seen on the road, and the garbage can was empty and almost no food was available.
The same day, the dog's mother was torn apart by two dogs in order to grab a little food, just as he was shoveling shit, attracted by the big dog barking and found it.
The mother managed to escape and sustained injuries to her stomach and leg, with blood stains on her body, while still dragging the sick for food, leaving the scavenging officer with a painful heart.
He fed his mother a little something and followed him to his nest, a narrow little tree hole, and a full-of-meat dog mother was tired and had to feed her to sleep.
Unfortunately, within a week, two of the dogs had died, leaving only three little cows in the cave.
Under the care of the Squawk Officer, all three dogs survived and grew up with their mother.
The scavenger used to lay a mattress in a cardboard box for a dog, but the dog's mother and the dog seemed to prefer a tree hole to a cardboard box, never to rest in a box, and it was true that the wood was warmer than a paper shell and the scavenger was no longer in demand.
Although the dogs had been weaned long ago, every time the scavengers came to feed, their mothers let the dogs eat first, until they were full.
In September of this year, Urumqi began to cool down, with a maximum temperature of just a dozen degrees a day, while the scavengers were still worried about the future of a few dogs, and the arrival of a few impassioned visitors complicated things.
The dog's nest is under occupation, but the shit-throwing officer can't keep the invaders away.
At the end of September, the scavengers came to feed the dogs as usual, sleeping in their nests with three little milk dogs, convulsing in the corner to warm themselves, and the little ones were shaking with cold winds.
Squaw: Why do you not sleep in your nests?
We're under occupation.
The shit-pussing officer was looking at it, and it was silly, and there was a dog in the nest of three dogs who had never seen before, and under him were a couple of baby-sitting little dogs, and he was a dog's mother.
Seeing someone come here, the eyes of a dog's mother, the timidness with desire: can I stay here for a while? I'll leave when the baby grows up!
Looking at the pitiful eyes of the mother of a dog, the scavenging officer couldn't bear to drive it away, the dog was thinner than the mother of a dog before, and he didn't know how it found it.
It is a difficult time for a dog's mother to give birth to a child, and outdoor temperatures are falling day by day, and the following months are bound to be a difficult time.
The mother, who looked not far from her, did not drive away the dog, nor did she feel the hardship of being a mother, alone with a puppy.
Two months ago, his mother fought with two dogs for food, and now someone has taken over his nest, and he even gave food to his new mother. Maybe that's mother's love!
The 3rd gang of stray dogs.
I didn't think one day I'd feel the greatness of motherly love in a dog, everything was alive, and there was a moving feeling among dogs.
Lately, the weather is getting colder and the life of stray dogs is getting harder, and if any stray dogs come to you to ask for help, try to help them get through this difficult time, and maybe a few little ones are waiting for their mother to come home somewhere you don't know.