Dog, Please Give Me Some Advice.

My name is Putao and I am a dog. I have a brain, I know how to curse, I remember to hold on to hatred, and I also remember to hold on to kindness. My mother said, remember her smell and smell it when you throw it away. Later I was sent to the city and a little girl with pigtails gave me a home. Her hands tasted milky, warm, and sweet. I thought that was a lifetime. Until I chased a wild cat and got lost, and a ham sausage sent me to hell. There was an old-fashioned dog named Lao Dao in the iron cage, with half an ear missing, and he stayed there for three years. It told me that there is a legend among dogs - there is a red door at the end of the world, and dogs who go through it will never be put in a cage again. I asked where the red door was, and Lao Dao said: There is no red door. But you can build one yourself. So I bit open the cage door, used my urine as a charge signal, and led a group of dogs waiting to die over the wall. I wandered around the city lamely, being beaten by wild dogs, chased by people, and rubbed against the ground by the world. But I haven't forgotten the smell of milk - it's the smell of a little girl, and it's the whole reason for my life. If someone is waiting for you to come home, run as fast as you can. No one is waiting for you, just find it yourself. Found it, the best ham sausage in my life. If you can't find it, then you can be your own red door. ——Gousheng, please give me some advice.