Jake is our dark golden retriever. He is almost 5. He is fluffy, handsome, and happy. He has huge paws and walks like a tiger.
The first thing I hear in the morning is his happy tail sweeping around, hitting everything on its path. He would search around the house for the ball, his toys, or a shoe before getting his breakfast. His most favorite thing is fetching his orange ball over and over again.
Jake has a nemesis in the garage. See, our washer of three years, though a new model, shakes and makes loud noises when it's in use. Whenever I do laundry, Jake would stay at the patio, and barking nonstop at the garage. I figure he must be barking at the washer.
Today we did 3 loads of laundry, and Jake was very rowdy all day. We compensated the dogs with more milk bones and lots of love.
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