My grandmother, Memere, grandfather, Grandpa Pepe John, my mom, Pegster, dad, Mark, and Ozzy and I went for a walk about an hour ago. The older folks were in the back talking about something and Ozzy and I were up ahead picking blackberries that were, sadly, not ripe... Ozzy went off somewhere but I stayed behind to keep picking blackberries. Later when I could actually see the older folks Ozzy shows up again, and his mouth is foaming! I start yelling, "Mom, Dad, come here quick! Fast! Ozzys hurt or something! He's foaming at the mouth!"
So my parents come running and then thats when I realize that he smells like a mix between dead rats and a dead skunk that ate rat poison, causing it to smell worse then it already does! My parents said he rolled in something dead. I looked around to see something, anything that looks... dead. I never found anything... My dad just took a shower with Ozzy so he could clean him up. Now my DAD smells like a mix between a dead skunk that ate rat poison and dead fish!
Ozzy was so ashamed of himself he wouldn't even look at me when I was trying to take the picture!
This is my dog, Ozzy. He is a very good dog and loves to be rubbed. He is a part chow, part black lab who gets jealous when all the attention isn't on him. Even though chows are known to be some of the meanest dogs in the world, Ozzy is 100% good! Chow-chows on the other hand are usually 100% evil. Ozzy was hit by a car when he was just monthes old. It wound his front right paw. He now runs sideways and is very happy he can even run at all!! I love Ozzy as if he were my own brother. We are very fortunate to have this lovable mutt in our lives!
