By Aaron Sapp
For those of you who read the last issue, you might have read about my dog Cocktail. Well there is some new things that I can say about him.
Cocktail was meant to be my dog. Bored with me, help me if I was drowning, but no. He decided to bond with my dad. That was fine. If you didn’t read the last issue, Cocktail has a type of diabetes. So some times he drinks too much and pees all over. We have to give him shots, and that helps.
Something that has improved is that he now only has to be let out every 6 hours instead of every 2. He can also sleep on my bed with me, without soiling my sheets.
The one thing that I don’t like is that he hates me. He often growls at me, and sometimes attacks me. I usually have to lure him into my room with turkey when I go to bed.
Cocktail is getting better, but is still a pest.