[Bailey] Live for Ethan

When I was lying on the special hospital bed for me, my vision had already begun to blur.But it's not enough, I can't just leave like this, I want to see again, and see my boss Ethan again.

Ethan seems to be coming over, I feel his hands are gently touching my head, just like the days and nights we used to be together.

"Kidneys are failing, so get ready."

The white coats were mumbling something, but I didn't have the energy to get bored.

Now I want to be with my boss Ethan.

I tried my best to shake my tail, as if I saw him, to make him happy.

Ethan seemed to be smiling, but there were still a few teardrops hanging from his eyes, some of which fell on me.

This is not good, how can Boss Ethan be sad?How can I make Boss Ethan sad.

Maybe I should struggle again, pick up the volleyball that smells of me and Ethan, and make him laugh.

But, I really have no energy.Even the wagging tail was a little out of control.

"Bailey, Bailey...Bailey, Bailey..."

Ethan was calling me softly, and I saw his red eye sockets under the blinding light. Grandpa, grandma, and mother seemed to be wiping the corners of their eyes with their hands.

Oh, there's nothing to be sad about, look, I can still wag my tail.

Ethan, come on, smile.

Grandpa, grandma, mother, you, also smile.

My throat tried to hold back the sound, but I couldn't help it, I had no strength.

The lights are getting brighter and brighter, and my strength is about to run out.

"Bailey..." Boss Ethan hugged my head with a weeping sound.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment, and I feel the touch of this hug carefully.

There may be some tears running down these crevices and into my hair.

Is this all I want to leave for Ethan when we part?

I do not want!

My vision has completely gone blank, I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled!

I live for Ethan, to make him happy, I really don't want to leave him like this!

The colorful band vortex is turning, oh, here it is, here it is again, I want to leave my boss Ethan completely, not reconciled!

When I opened my eyes, I was taken aback, that's not how the script was played.

Look what I've become, a man!A man who walks on two legs like Ethan!

But this person is really fat, and he doesn't even have any hair. This is really not good news for a dog who loves beauty.

There are some spray cans and other things scattered on the head of this fat boy's bed. I can see some letters of glucocorticoid vaguely annotated on them.

Oh, I'm long past the sugar age.

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