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My name is Shay. I came to this world at the end of the eighth
month in the year of the Dragon; the first year of new millenia.
I guess Chinese people must be right in recognising the year
of the Dragon as a lucky one. Expecially for the boys born in
that year. Supposedly many of them became great men. What
happens with dogs nobody knows though. They probably ate them
all ;) By my opinion it was a great year. Even my manness (yes
yes I know that is not a word...get used to it!) was born in
the year of a Dragon (quite a few years before me though ;).
So we could say that we make a little flight of dragons together :) Besides her I also have a few aunts and one uncle. And I cannot forget to mention my manness' parents. Many good things befall me in their lair. And all of them pampere me; each in their own way. It is so I get extra walks, unexpected goodies of this and that sorts, lots of cuddling and of course many toys. Although there is not better toy than a stick. Balls are preety fantastic too. And boxes. And bags. And plastic bottles. But not wires. Those are most suspicious thingies capable of quite unexpected activities so it is best to stay as far away as possible. Same distance should be applied when a brush is in question. Or roller-blades. |
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