Hi, everyone! Antonia here, and I'm happy to say that I have a happier blog to write this time. When I returned to my dorm from class, my aunt called me and told me the funniest story about my puppy, Roscoe. I thought it was too funny not to share.
My aunt let my cachorros outside to "do their business". Roscoe really loves the snow. That comes from his Husky side. When she called the cachorros to come back in, Roscoe did not want to come back in. He played dead to avoid coming back in the house. My aunt knew what he was doing, because he didn't keep perfectly still like River does when she performs the trick. My aunt said, "Roscoe, I know you're not dead. You're wagging your tail." He still didn't get up. She finally said, "You know what, if you're really dead, you can't have treats!" He jumped up and ran into the house.
When my aunt told me this story, I laughed until I cried. I said, "I can see that River still needs to teach him some mais lessons." I'm glad to have Roscoe in our pack. He's just a hilarious dog. I swear if he were human, he would be a comedian. He has such a big personality. He honestly reminds me of a combination of my first two dogs, Diesel and Sadie. The only way Roscoe isn't like Sadie is he doesn't eat anything that isn't meant to be eaten. Both Diesel and Sadie had big personalities, though. I miss them both so much, and having Roscoe around has helped ease the pain of losing them both in 2016.
My aunt let my cachorros outside to "do their business". Roscoe really loves the snow. That comes from his Husky side. When she called the cachorros to come back in, Roscoe did not want to come back in. He played dead to avoid coming back in the house. My aunt knew what he was doing, because he didn't keep perfectly still like River does when she performs the trick. My aunt said, "Roscoe, I know you're not dead. You're wagging your tail." He still didn't get up. She finally said, "You know what, if you're really dead, you can't have treats!" He jumped up and ran into the house.
When my aunt told me this story, I laughed until I cried. I said, "I can see that River still needs to teach him some mais lessons." I'm glad to have Roscoe in our pack. He's just a hilarious dog. I swear if he were human, he would be a comedian. He has such a big personality. He honestly reminds me of a combination of my first two dogs, Diesel and Sadie. The only way Roscoe isn't like Sadie is he doesn't eat anything that isn't meant to be eaten. Both Diesel and Sadie had big personalities, though. I miss them both so much, and having Roscoe around has helped ease the pain of losing them both in 2016.
I haven't written any artigos on my fã club in a while. I felt like composição literária a eulogy about my dog, Fluffy. Fluffy was my segundo female dog. I remember when I got her. My aunt and uncle and I were visiting with my grandmother's sister in Florida. One of her neighbors happened to be breeding Smooth collie puppies. I took one of them início with me, and I named her Fluffy for the sake of being ironic. She was the most vocal of all the cachorros I've had. She was also very motherly. When we adopted Roxy, my Pit Bull, Fluffy accepted the pup as her own. She did the same with my Rottweiler, Stone, and with my newest dog, River. When my first dog, Diesel, passed away, Fluffy grieved mais than the other dogs, save for Sadie, my Labrador. Fluffy grieved really hard when we lost Sadie a ano ago. Fluffy was really smart, too. She knew hundreds of words and phrases, and I cannot possibly name all of them. I miss her very much, and so does everyone else. I'll never forget her. May she rest in peace.
It was close to Christmas. The members of New Religion decided to go spend time was their families. Sadly, Erin's grandmother passed away. It was devastating for Erin. When New Religion picked up their tour, many people wanted to interview Erin. Lola said, "She lost a loved one. How do you think she's doing?!" Carl said, "Erin needs time to mourn her grandmother. She doesn't need a microphone in her face." Paul said, "She's been through so much. Leave her alone!" Erin thanked her friends for standing up for her. She later said, "I now know how Paul McCartney felt after John Lennon got shot." Lola hugged her. Things did get better for Erin with time. She lost so many she loved, but she kept going and never gave up.