Charlie was Mastiff and St. Bernard mix. He looked and acted care about a monster cat, even though he was really a pussycat. His best friends are a dog and a Chihuahua! ChiChi is the dangerous cat, but they seldom take his serious. She will start yapping and acting brave, but he hides behind Charlie while doing it. Milly, the cat, tucks herself into Charlie’s side and naps most of the time, and he won’t transfer until he is awake. Whenever the doorbell rings, he barks, which echoes through the house, and lets myself and others think someone is there. He will jump up at the door, and since he is looking out the window that is almost multiple feet off the ground, whoever is outside gets put on alert. When the HVAC professional showed up for the first time, he almost fell off the porch; he backed up so hastily. I said his name, and Charlie went back over and looked at myself and others care about I had just punished him. The HVAC professional asked if I was going to put them away, however I told him none of them would transfer as long as Charlie was calm. Before the HVAC professional left, Charlie made his way to the basement to check out this modern guy. He crept down the stairs, which had myself and others and the HVAC professional laughing. He was crawling on his belly until he got close enough for myself and others to pet him. He is now superb friends with the HVAC professional, and he barks at ChiChi to keep him quiet and away from the HVAC professional.
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