The first game we played when we arrived at the destination was a cute pet race.
Owners can use various methods to lure their cute pets across the 50-meter runway, and the first one to arrive wins the best ingredients. Sister Tong added a sly sentence at the end: "There is no restaurant here, and your luggage full of snacks and pet food has been confiscated by us. Without ingredients, you will have to starve. Think carefully."
It was over. Max Fang looked at Beta, who was listless and biting the pillow in his arms, and felt that he should be able to lose five pounds this weekend.
When the race started, everyone let go and threw their pets into the starting line.
This is completely one-sided abuse.
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