I recently raised a small cat and two puppies. They are very affectionate and full of energy.

I am also learning to cook, but my skills are really not commendable. I have decided to find a master to teach me.

I looked at Miaomiao eagerly:

"Come to my house and take a look. My cat can do backflips!"

The next day, she looked at my cat in astonishment:

"It really can do backflips?"

I stood tall, quite proud and pleased:

"Of course, I'm not lying."

After taking a call on the balcony, I excitedly continued to introduce my two dogs to her:

"This big dog is called Cookie, and the small one is called Milk.

"This little dog is so smart, it hardly poops at home. It only does it when we go out for a walk."

Miaomiao looked at me with an indescribable expression:

"Are you sure it doesn't poop at home?"

I showed a proud expression again: "It really doesn't, we rarely clean up its poop at home."

She subtly hinted: "Do you want to see what it's doing now?"

Seeing Milk licking its mouth with some unidentified solid substance on it, I let out a sharp exclamation.

It's dirty! I can never go back to how things were with it!

Now I eat well every day, sleep well, happily engage in my beloved career, and watch my little cat and dog eat "food" well.

I went back to that temple, not during any special occasion. I deeply bowed, traversing nearly twenty years of time, and said to the little Fu Ling kneeling in front of the Bodhisattva:

"When you grow up, you will meet someone who loves you very much, that person is yourself, so don't cry. Live well for yourself, you are truly precious."

--End of the story--