The morning air was fresh and cool as CEO Kien put on his boots and called out, “Let’s go, Lala! Time to harvest some snails!”
Lala’s ears perked up, and in an instant, she was at the door, tail wagging furiously. She didn’t fully understand what “snail harvesting” meant, but any adventure with Kien was a good one.
They made their way down the narrow path to the pond, where the water glistened in the early sunlight. Lala sniffed the air—mud, water, and something a little… slimy.
Kien rolled up his sleeves and stepped into the shallow water with a basket. “Stay close, little helper,” he said.
Lala trotted around the edges, occasionally dipping her paws in and watching curiously as Kien scooped snails from under the weeds and placed them gently into the basket. Soon, the soft plop plop plop of snails hitting the bucket became a rhythm of teamwork.
But Lala wanted to help too!
She sniffed along the pond’s edge and suddenly let out a bark—she found something! Kien turned just in time to see her paw at a thick cluster of snails hiding beneath a leaf.
“Well done!” he laughed. “You’re a natural.”
Together, they gathered a big harvest, the basket quickly filling with glistening shells. By the time the sun reached high in the sky, both Lala and Kien were tired, muddy, and satisfied.
Back at home, Kien gave Lala a gentle rinse with clean water, and she curled up on the mat with a proud little grin.
Because it wasn’t just about snails—it was about sharing the moment, learning something new, and being part of something real with the one she trusted most.
