Some time passed, and Fritz's snake bite continued to heal. His leg was no longer swollen, and the wound was looking better. Dr. Wright said that the wound would heal completely and it would not scar. Paul said, "I think Fritz is well enough for us to introduce another dog." Carl went online and looked for breeders of different dogs. As he was browsing, he saw an ad for Gerberian Shepsky puppies. The puppies and their mother, a German Shepherd, were living in a foster home in Knoxville. They were all available for adoption. All of the puppies were female except one. The lone male in the litter had a striking blue coat, which he likely inherited from the German Shepherd, and had the greenest eyes Carl had ever seen. Carl talked with his mates, and they agreed they would adopt the puppy, who had not been named yet. The woman who was fostering the puppies and their mother agreed to meet with the band in Oak Ridge. That way, Fritz and the puppy could meet in a neutral location, and if things didn't work out, she would take the puppy back to Knoxville. The next day, they met the blue Shepsky, and he got along very well with Fritz. They decided to take the puppy home. They paid the adoption fee, and they named their new found friend Klondike to keep up with the snow dog theme. He's part Husky, after all.
It was summer. Jane and Paula were looking forward to enjoying some time off from school. Neither one of them liked school much, mainly because of the bullying, but they did enjoy each other's company. Jane's Siberian Husky puppy, Shiloh, was growing up fast. Jane said, "Puppies grow up so fast." Paula said, "I know. When we first met, Shiloh was a tiny puppy." Jane said, "Yeah, and she's now getting close to the full size of a typical Siberian Husky." Jane and Paula reminisced about the months since they had met. They had grown very close. They made a pact that they would remain friends for life, no matter what.
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THE END
When Jane's birthday arrived, she got everything she had hoped to get. Her favorite gift was a guitar. Her father said, "I know you always wanted one. I could tell it when you'd play the guitars in music stores." She said, "It's so amazing! Thank you!" After playing on her guitar for a while, Jane said to herself, "I enjoyed playing the guitars at music stores. It's great that I finally have one of my own." Just then, her mother said, "We have one more present for you." Jane said, "Really?! What is it?!" Just then, a Siberian Husky puppy ran up to her. Jane said, "Wow! I always wanted a Husky!" Her mother said, "We saw her at the shelter, and we knew she'd be a perfect fit for you. Her name is Shiloh." Jane said, "Like the first Husky they had on Gone to the Snow Dogs!" Of course, Jane's puppy, Shiloh, had a different coat color, red and white. As she went to bed that night, Jane was confident about starting at her new school the next day.
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Paul's Special Friend
I first met Erin through Allie. From the sad look in her eyes, I knew that Erin needed a friend. As we got to know each other, she opened up about losing her best friend, Barry. She said, "My poor excuse of a grandfather shot Barry. I offered to get help for him, but he wouldn't let me leave him. I guess he didn't want to die alone." I hugged her and said, "I'm sorry. I know what pain you're going through. I lost my best friend, too. For the longest time, I blamed myself, because Alice and I were playing in the river. It was my insistence. I miss her sometimes, but I'm okay." Erin and I became really close as time passed. She was even passionate about music like I was. There was once when we got into a big argument, but our friendship was stronger, and we've remained best friends ever since. One day, when we were in high school, we put our heads together, and we decided to start a band. Of course, the challenge was finding other members.
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I first met Erin through Allie. From the sad look in her eyes, I knew that Erin needed a friend. As we got to know each other, she opened up about losing her best friend, Barry. She said, "My poor excuse of a grandfather shot Barry. I offered to get help for him, but he wouldn't let me leave him. I guess he didn't want to die alone." I hugged her and said, "I'm sorry. I know what pain you're going through. I lost my best friend, too. For the longest time, I blamed myself, because Alice and I were playing in the river. It was my insistence. I miss her sometimes, but I'm okay." Erin and I became really close as time passed. She was even passionate about music like I was. There was once when we got into a big argument, but our friendship was stronger, and we've remained best friends ever since. One day, when we were in high school, we put our heads together, and we decided to start a band. Of course, the challenge was finding other members.
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