One day, Paula took her new dog, Diesel for a walk in the park. Jane joined her with her dog, Shiloh. As the two of them walked, they encountered Letty and Hillel. Letty asked, "How are things going with Diesel, Paula?" Paula replied, "Things are great with Diesel. He's a great fit, and he's brought so much joy." Hillel said, "Dogs always bring joy to our lives." Jane said, "They really do." Paula said, "There is one thing that I wonder about Diesel." Hillel asked, "What's that?" She said, "Well, I wonder if he's a purebred German Shepherd or if he's a German Shepherd mix." Letty said, "Well, there is a way to find out." Paula said, "Really?" Hillel said, "It's true. We just found out about a dog DNA test called Embark." Jane said, "That sounds so cool." Paula said, "It does. How does it work?" Letty said, "Well, you take a swab of saliva from your dog's cheek, put it in the tube of fluid, shake it ten times, put it in the packaging, and send it off." Paula asked, "How long does it take to get the results?" Hillel said, "I believe it takes about four to six weeks." She said, "I see. Basically, it'll tell me what breed of dog I have." He said, "It does more than that. I also checks for genetic diseases." She said, "That's interesting. I'll look into it." Later, Paula got a test kit from Embark. She followed the instructions and sent off the test kit. In four to six weeks, she would finally find out whether her new friend was a purebred German Shepherd or a mixed breed.
I haven't written any articles on my fan club in a while. I felt like writing a eulogy about my dog, Fluffy. Fluffy was my second female dog. I remember when I got her. My aunt and uncle and I were visiting with my grandmother's sister in Florida. One of her neighbors happened to be breeding Smooth Collie puppies. I took one of them home with me, and I named her Fluffy for the sake of being ironic. She was the most vocal of all the dogs I've had. She was also very motherly. When we adopted Roxy, my Pit Bull, Fluffy accepted the pup as her own. She did the same with my Rottweiler, Stone, and with my newest dog, River. When my first dog, Diesel, passed away, Fluffy grieved more than the other dogs, save for Sadie, my Labrador. Fluffy grieved really hard when we lost Sadie a year ago. Fluffy was really smart, too. She knew hundreds of words and phrases, and I cannot possibly name all of them. I miss her very much, and so does everyone else. I'll never forget her. May she rest in peace.