Urban Life: My Trained Dogs Have All Become Supernatural

The sun in March was gently warm. Many people liked to take advantage of this warmth, going outside to bask in the sun, fly kites, or find a scenic spot to camp. Places like Ping’an Wetland Park were perfect for such outings.

In a secluded corner, Zhang Congwen sat on a bench in Ping’an Wetland Park, feeling a bit regretful for acting on impulse. His previous job hadn’t gone well, and in a fit of frustration, he quit without any backup plan. To this day, he still hadn’t found a new job.

He sighed, having sent out seven resumes, all vanishing without a trace. If he couldn’t find work soon, he feared he wouldn’t be able to pay his rent. People said that the post-2000 generation was shaking up the workplace, but now it seemed the workplace had shaken him up instead.

“Help! Someone help! The dog is biting someone!” A little girl’s panicked cries rang out just as Zhang Congwen was mired in his worries, followed by an adult’s urgent call for help.

“What’s happening?” He quickly turned toward the sound and saw, not far away on the green lawn, a five or six-year-old girl being mauled by a large Alaskan Malamute.

The dog growled, clamping onto the girl’s right leg with its jaws, shaking its head fiercely. Blood pooled beneath them. An elderly woman—likely the girl’s grandmother—was desperately trying to shield her granddaughter, but the Malamute seemed fixated on the child, refusing to let go. The girl was powerless, only able to sob for help as the dog tossed her about, dragging the grandmother along who was thrown aside several times.

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