I just found a few pictures of my pets I grew up with.
There is Christy the Alaskan Malmute Timber Wolf. I had her from 4 or 5 till about 20 years old. Christy was our lawn ornament. For about 15 years she layed in our front yard. Everyone would stop by and pet her. Tons of strangers stopped by asking for her after she passed on.
That's Scooter, he was llapso alpso and poodle. Scooter had the most personality out of any pet I have ever had. Scooter only had about 5 years of life. He was an escape artist, so the whole town knew him. Someone was always calling us with Scooter. He would charge the fence all night long to get out. He'd knock the wind out of himself, rest a minute and start again. I remember one time, he was in the house. Everytime I looked at him, he rolled on his back like he was guilty. This went on for an hour, until he finally got the courage and charged the screen door. He was feeling guilty because he was contemplating his next escape. Unfortunatly he got hit by a car doing what he loved best, running away.
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