Someone stared at the mixed fur's shiny coat, "I didn't expect this dog to be able to hunt..."
"It even knows to bring its prey back home, which saves money on buying meat..."
The onlookers were still discussing the mixed fur, Tao Meijiao wanted to touch it, but she was scared when she saw its fierce gaze.
Su Qingyue said, "Don't touch it randomly. It doesn't like strangers touching it."
Tao Meijiao still liked the dog very much, "Xiao Yue, why is it called Mixed Fur?"
"When it was a pup, its fur color was very mixed and not good-looking, so I named it Little Mixed Fur. Now it has grown up, and calling it Little Mixed Fur is not suitable, so we call it Big Mixed Fur."
"Its fur color looks like flowers and is not mixed at all," Tao Meijiao said with great interest.
Qingyue smiled, "I was surprised, too, that it grew more and more beautiful as it grew older. Now it even looks like a dog young Master."