Sunday, November 19, 2017
One of mom's friends is going to China for a month. She has left her sixth-months-old puppy with us to look after. The puppy's name is Luna.
The first time I saw Luna I couldn't believe that she is a German Shepherd. I thought all German Shepherds have a grey-black back with yellowish-brown legs and bellies. Yet there Luna was, as pale as snow and named after the colour of the moon.
She is a giant ball of energy and never stopped wondering around, not even for one second. She walked into the living room and sniffed all the plants, galloped into the kitchen and sniggered all the corners, then jumped up on the couch where she lay for a mere two seconds before jumping back down again.
Oreo does not like Luna, especially when she tries to get attention from the rest of the family.
In fact, it's gotten so bad that I've stopped petting Luna in front of Oreo because Oreo will start barking and growling whenever I pay Luna the slightest attention.
Once when Zoe bent down to give Luna a belly rub, Oreo growled and in
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Diary of a College Senior
Non-FictionThis is a diary from my senior year of college. It is a journey of pain & healing, self-discovery, and growing up in the modern age.
