I was unemployed after graduating from pet psychology. I picked up an old Czech wolfdog in the middle of the night.
It pushed a business card to me with its paw: "In charge of food and housing, monthly salary of 50,000, my master needs you."
The next day I found the legendary zoo according to its address——
The mocking parrot saw me and screamed: "Your Majesty! Your lucky licking dog last night is here!"
The silver fox squirrels collectively shook their big tails and cried: "Heartless man! You promised to only touch my fur!"
And the man in a suit held my resume and chuckled: "I heard that you can communicate with my rebellious son?"
The wolfdog at his feet was rubbing its head crazily on my palm, and the sound transmitted inside the skull was deafening:
"Mom! Promise him quickly! This man is rich, handsome and virginal!"
Me: "..." Is it too late to explain animal pyramid schemes now?
