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.
It was summer, and I was back at início helping my parents with the farm. The summer was really fun, and I really enjoyed it. Hillel and I kept in touch throughout the summer. One day, when we talked over the phone, I said, "My parents said it was okay with them. I wanted to ask you if you would like to share an apartment with me this year. I don't want to go through another bad roommate experience." He said, "I'd amor to! I'll go ask my parents if it's okay." There was silence for a long time. After a long time of silence, I heard Hillel's voice again. He said, "I'm back. They said that since it was okay with your parents, it was okay with them." I said, "That's great." Toward the end of the summer, we moved into our apartment. I was glad that I didn't have to put up with a roommate listening to rap música and refusing to turn it down. I later learned that Hillel was a very valuable roommate. I never knew that one day, he would end up saving my life.
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This is what a Canaan Dog looks like.
