Rien
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This is my Nathaniel:
I've had him since I was about twelve, thirteen years old. I found him as a stray in my neighbourhood, rescued the poor creature, and begged my mother to let me keep him instead of sending him to meet his doom at the Humane Society. He'd been an emaciated, angry kitty, not letting anyone but me touch him at the time, and I didn't think he'd have a chance there. She relented after hours of begging, and seeing me holding him and loving on him. Yay! I shall miss him tons and many while I'm away to college.
And this is Val and Nathaniel. Val is the little terrier/weiner dog, Cinnamon is the 180lbs pureblooded St. Bernard that is whipped by the teeny little pup. The sofa is Cinnamon's bed, since the poor guy's getting a little old these days, and he needs a soft place to curl up. He slowly destroys his "beds", but it's not that hard to get really ugly, but soft sofas, so we don't mind. He's seven years old, which isn't young at all anymore for a St. Bernard. Val, on the other hand, is only a year old. We found her as a puppy at a shelter. There were lots and lots of other puppies with her, and most of them were euthenized because no-one wanted them, but we got her.
I've had him since I was about twelve, thirteen years old. I found him as a stray in my neighbourhood, rescued the poor creature, and begged my mother to let me keep him instead of sending him to meet his doom at the Humane Society. He'd been an emaciated, angry kitty, not letting anyone but me touch him at the time, and I didn't think he'd have a chance there. She relented after hours of begging, and seeing me holding him and loving on him. Yay! I shall miss him tons and many while I'm away to college.
And this is Val and Nathaniel. Val is the little terrier/weiner dog, Cinnamon is the 180lbs pureblooded St. Bernard that is whipped by the teeny little pup. The sofa is Cinnamon's bed, since the poor guy's getting a little old these days, and he needs a soft place to curl up. He slowly destroys his "beds", but it's not that hard to get really ugly, but soft sofas, so we don't mind. He's seven years old, which isn't young at all anymore for a St. Bernard. Val, on the other hand, is only a year old. We found her as a puppy at a shelter. There were lots and lots of other puppies with her, and most of them were euthenized because no-one wanted them, but we got her.