When my wife was pregnant, my mother and mother-in-law suggested sending the dog to my mother-in-law's house.

This way, my wife could see the dog often and avoid being allergic or infected by the dog during pregnancy.

My wife adamantly refused, saying the dog was her family, and the child was just an embryo. Even if the child was aborted, the dog couldn't be sent away.

After mentioning it multiple times, my wife threatened to have a miscarriage.

Over time, to keep her emotions stable during pregnancy, we never brought up the matter again.

After our daughter Mengmeng was born, the dog barked frequently at home, always scaring the daughter into tears.

I suggested sending the dog to my mother-in-law's house until our daughter was older.

Still, my wife disagreed, saying the dog was like her child.

The dog was her first treasure, the daughter her second, she wanted to treat them equally and couldn't send the dog away for the daughter.

I suspected not only did my wife treat the dog as a child, but the dog also saw itself as a child.

Since our daughter was born and brought back from the hospital, the dog became frantic, as if vying for attention with the daughter.

When we were around the daughter, the dog would constantly bare its teeth and bark incessantly.

The dog clearly showed hostility towards the daughter, and seeing the dog baring its teeth and barking made me worried.

To prevent accidents, I put a muzzle on the dog.

But my wife disagreed again.

Crying and saying she hadn't had time to take care of the dog, the dog had been wronged, and now I even put a muzzle on it!

She said her dog wouldn't bite people, she had raised it for so long, she knew it best.

My mother and mother-in-law were anxious, trying to persuade her not to cry, crying during the postpartum period was bad for the eyes.

In the end, I compromised and took off the muzzle from the dog.

But I was afraid the dog would go to the master bedroom and startle the daughter, so I secretly tied the dog to the balcony behind my wife's back.

This incident happened when I went out to buy milk powder.

My wife said breastfeeding was bad for a mother's health, a drop of milk for ten drops of blood, she didn't want to breastfeed, so she urged me to go buy milk powder.

As soon as I left, my wife found the dog tied to the balcony, furious, she untied the dog.

Then my wife went to the bathroom.

Suddenly, cries from the daughter came from the master bedroom.

My wife rushed back to the master bedroom and found the dog had jumped onto the baby's bed, continuously biting our daughter's face.