I bought him from my friend before one year.  I named him Scoopy. Now my doggy step into her second birthday. He is very friendly with me.  He often plays with me. My doggy can bear the cold very well and he has enormous stamina too.  I always washed him with his oil and soap.  I feed him twice a day.  He most likes to eat all the shell fish and cauliflower roast.  I like to groom him with collars, pedals and shoes.  I roamed everywhere for choosing dog clothes.

The hardest thing I have ever had to do is drive tourists up a 500 metre elevation mountain road with no road barriers and sheer cliff and mountain drops right off the sides. I spent a whole summer volunteering to do this work, which I now think I was crazy to do. It was also combined with another big challenge, facing my fear of public speaking. I had to give the same bear safety speech every hour for 10 hours of every day, at the end of each 30 minute drive to the top of this mountain, before I was allowed to let them lose amongst the wild alpine meadow!

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