Miss Star, spoiled by her father and brother

The pet base covers an area of ​​more than 1,000 square meters and is very large. In addition to the place where the pets live, there is also a special training area at the back.

Since they came directly from the royal banquet, everyone was dressed luxuriously and had an extraordinary aura. The employees had never seen such a large group of people coming to buy pets. After learning of their identities, they called the person in charge to come out and receive them personally.

Mrs. Seaforth directly expressed her desire to buy a Lulumon. Unexpectedly, the person in charge said with embarrassment that Lulumon lived on the snowy mountains of the planet Norwei. Due to their extremely lazy habits, they rarely come out to move around, so they are extremely difficult to catch. Nowadays, no pet base in the entire Imperial Capital Galaxy sells them.

Mrs. Seaforth was very disappointed and looked at her husband: "What should we do?"

Sifos thought for a moment and said, "In that case, let's look at other ones first. Lulumon are hard to come by, so why not buy Wei'er a different pet first. They're all furry, so there shouldn't be much difference. When we find someone selling Lulumon, we can buy her one. As long as she likes them, it doesn't matter if she has a few more."

Mrs. Seaforth thought it made sense, so she asked the person in charge to recommend it to them.

Hearing that these two big shots wanted to buy things for their children, the person in charge directly skipped the reptile category and introduced in detail the "furry" pets that the customers wanted.

"We have a wide range of cats, dogs and ungulates at our base. If you want to keep them as companion pets indoors, I recommend Conger, Butchka and Fijian cats. These cats are quite courageous and energetic, and can play with children."

Seaforth suddenly asked, "What kind of cat can be ridden?"

The person in charge's mouth twitched twice. Seeing this, Sifos thought he had misunderstood, and added, "It's not for me to ride, it's for a one-year-old child to ride."

The Wolfhards looked at him with a strange look in their eyes.

The person in charge has been in this business for many years, but this is the first time he has been asked this question. He tried to explain in a calm tone: "Sir, cats are generally not allowed to be ridden. Even the largest jungle cat, its skeleton cannot bear the weight of a one-year-old child."

"It's possible if lions and tigers are well trained, but we don't sell them at our base."

"Oh, and what about the dog?"

The person in charge thought he had made a wrong judgment at first, so he asked tentatively: "You want to buy a mount, right? We also have horses here, pearl horses, ponies, Falabella horses...all very suitable for children to ride."

Seaforth shook his head. "It needs to be something that can be kept indoors. Horses won't work because their excrement is a big problem. Cats won't work, so what about dogs?"

The person in charge wanted to throw his things and leave, but he didn't have the courage. He could only take a deep breath and try his best to maintain his professionalism: "There are many dogs to choose from. Golden Gentleman, Black Suit, Guard, Grusen and Estein are all famous guard dogs. They grow up with their owners from childhood and can establish extremely high loyalty. They are also medium to large dogs, but I don't know whether they are allowed to be ridden."

"You can buy it and try it. Who knows, what if..."

Mrs. Seaforth patted her husband's arm in shame and whispered, "Dear, don't be obsessed with whether you can ride or not. Children grow up very fast, and Wei'er can't ride for a few days. If she wants to ride, we can just buy her a horse separately."

Seaforth sighed, "I like to see her leisurely and being carried everywhere."

The person in charge had a perfect smile on his face, and he really wanted to call the police: "Excuse me, can you speak? Listen to what you are saying. Is this picture acceptable?"

Wolfhard couldn't help but correct him: "You mean being carried around the house?"

Seaforth looked puzzled: "Didn't I just say that?"

Everyone: “…” Whatever you want.

Mrs. Seaforth took a deep breath and said, "Please take us to see the dog."

"Okay, please follow me." The person in charge stretched out his hand and led the way.

As soon as they entered the kennel, the dogs inside heard the noise and started barking. They clung to the railings and looked at them curiously.

The kennel was kept very clean, just like in a pet store.

Kane and Ryan were dazzled when they came in. They liked this and that, and wanted to pet all the dogs. Except for the large dogs, they looked so fierce...

"Mom, mom! Buy this, this puppy is so cute! My sister will definitely like it!" Kane said, pointing to a litter of small dogs. Each of the puppies in this litter is snow-white, with round heads, round eyes, and looks very cute and well-behaved. They also warmly cuddle with visitors.

The person in charge stood by and promoted it: "This is a bichon frise. It is very friendly and looks cute. Many ladies and wives like it."

Ryan said, standing next to another kennel: "This one is also very cute and big. Maybe my sister can ride it."

"This is a SARS dog, nicknamed 'Big White Bear'. It has a very docile personality, but it has an awkward period where it sheds a lot of hair and then grows new hair. After the awkward period, its good looks will return, just like the adult dog." The person in charge pointed.

After looking around and seeing that each dog had its own merits, Mrs. Seaforth couldn't make up her mind, so she asked her good friend for advice.

Mrs. Wolfhard couldn't say whether it was good or bad.

"What about Finn? What kind of dog do you like? Small or large?" Mrs. Seaforth asked with a smile.

Finn said without hesitation: "Large dog."

Small dogs look cute, but they are very fierce. Every time he went to his aunt's house, the papillon and curly-haired dog would bark at him with their teeth bared, looking fierce and arrogant, but they were very well behaved in front of adults. Not only would they bark, but they would also bite him unexpectedly, and if he kicked them away, they would lie on the floor and scream. He was blamed for this, even though he didn't use much strength.

I was annoyed when my aunt said I was dishonest because I had no wounds. Do I have to wait until it bites me before taking action?

The cuter something is, the more sinister and deceitful it is, Finn thought.

Sifos had the same idea. His daughter, a large dog, would look so majestic when she was taken out. Who would dare to bully her?

"Which of these large dogs do you like best?" Mrs. Seaforth asked again.

Finn didn't even think twice, "Grusson."

Mrs. Wolfhard laughed. "You recommend your own Grusen to others."

Finn was unconvinced: "Aunt Seaforth only asked me what I liked. I was talking about my own preferences, not making recommendations."

Several people stood next to the Gruson hound kennel, which contained five or six adult dogs, a dozen young dogs, and a small separate compartment containing a mother dog and several puppies.

When the Grusen dog saw the people coming, it did not approach them affectionately to ask for a touch, but kept a certain distance and looked at them with a little caution.

"Mom, this dog looks a little scary." Kane came up to his mother and said.

The fur of the Grusshond is mainly black, white and brown, and some variants have solid or merle fur. An adult dog can weigh more than 180 kilograms, be 1.2 meters long, and have a back height of 90 centimeters. It is a truly large dog. It looks majestic and handsome, and gives people a completely different feeling from the cute small dogs.

The person in charge stepped forward to explain: "Grusshond is one of the most intelligent dog breeds. An adult dog can have the IQ of a five or six-year-old child. Although it looks aggressive, it is very obedient and will not easily attack people without the owner's order. Don't you want your child to ride on it? Maybe it can carry him."

"But don't grown dogs recognize their masters?"

"Yes, so if you want to buy an adult dog, you need to come and cooperate with us to do some obedience training."

"What's the point of me coming here? I'm not riding it. If I tell it to listen to my daughter, will it listen?"

"Uh, this..."

Enough! Enough indeed! You rich people are so unreasonable!

Seeing the expression of the person in charge, Sifos made a decisive decision: "Bring a puppy." Whether it can be ridden or not will be discussed later. The key is to listen to her daughter.