I promised myself to write at least one respectable post about the two hairiest members of our family.
Dudu is a young, male, crazy representative of his beautiful breed, Romanian shepherd. We are friends but we have a few problems...he confuses sit with jump! Actually he confuses everything with jump. He must be aiming for a kiss, otherwise I cannot explain his behavior. He's a rebel and does everything he wants, not caring whether in dog kingdom his acts are accepted or not; for example, today...he ate nuts!
Rona is the depressed, beautiful, white female we have from the same breed. She used to be wild, wilder than Dudu is right not. When he came along, together with my dad's attention swinging from her to him, a deep sadness overcame Rona. I try to cheer her up, I feed her from the kitchen window all sorts of goodies but nothing seems to get her out of her reflective mood and apathy.
How would the post in their blog about me sound? Tomorrow I will ask...
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