This is our dog Ozzy. He is more than a dog to us. He was our first child. (No we never dressed him up or carried him in a purse.) Ozzy has been in our family for eight years. He is the best dog in the whole world, he truly is. Part of the reason why he is the best dog is because he has the kindest most playful heart I've ever known in a dog.
Well, when you know someone as long as eight years - you begin to notice little quirks that they may have. Ozzy has quite a few of these. I am reminded daily of two of his little quirks. He has two arch-enemies in this world - two - and they are the ice cream man and the squirrel.
Our neighborhood ice cream man is actually a man pushing a cart ringing a tiny bell. The thing that I find funny about the ice cream man - is he starts at the opposite end of our street and Ozzy instantly hears him and barks the entire time it takes for this man to walk down our street. I cannot hear him until he gets closer to our house, but I know he is on his way because of Ozzy's bark.
We had a squirrel who would visit us everyday - he liked to eat out of our bird feeder. Ozzy did not like this squirrel and would attempt to jump out of the closed window whenever he saw him. I'm not sure if this squirrel still comes around, but we now have other squirrels who come to visit and to eat out of our bird feeder. Ozzy's reaction is the same.
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