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| Name: |
Gus
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Age: |
Eight years old
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| Gender: |
Male |
Breed: |
Dog |
| Home: |
Westminster, Colorado, USA |
My
name is "Gustov the Great" but everyone calls me Gus. I am a 95 pound
brown dog. I was abandoned as a puppy at a vet clinic when my previous
owners couldn't pay the bill. My doctor called his friends (mom and
dad) and they came and took one look at me and took me home. Sometimes
when I'm taking the folks for a walk, people stop and try and guess
what kind of dog I am. I have heard everything from a Wirehaired
Pointing Griffon to a Drahthaar, but I'm just a brown dog. But the
funniest one was when one guy thought I was an Irish Wolfhound. Ha!
Two of my best friends, Zoe and Phoebe, are Wolfhounds and boy are
they tall. I can run under their legs. We have a great time, of course
because I am their main man. My other best friend is Casey, a Golden
Retriever. We go to Lake Powell together. We swim and swim and swim.
Even though I have big webbed feet she can still beat me in a swimming
race. Someday... I love to play Frisbee with my dad. But my main JOB
is to fetch the paper every morning so my dad doesn't have to go
outside in bare feet. Of course I get a treat as payment for my job.
One time in the summer my dad let me sleep outside all night and he
didn't know, be he left the gate open. I fetched all the papers in our
neighborhood and put them on the porch thinking I would get a treat
for each paper. I still don't understand why that didn't happen. I
guess because dad had to go outside in his bare feet to return the
papers. I love everyone, especially my mom. One time when she was very
sick for two weeks I wouldn't leave the bedroom except to go outside
when my dad made me. My mom tells everyone that I helped her get well.
I'm sure glad I did. I can tell my folks love me very much because
they hug me a lot and laugh at me a lot because I am such a happy dog.
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