When I saw other people walking their dogs downstairs every day, some big dogs looked particularly majestic, so I became interested in raising a dog. So I chose from thousands of dogs, and finally selected the one I was most satisfied with. The breed is Alaska. At first, I would choose this guy because I think it looks very majestic and privately a second-rate guy. It is particularly suitable for me, but I shouldn’t, I really shouldn’t. Let this guy grow up with the cat species!

Except for this one in my house Besides Alaska, there is also an indigenous cat that has been raised at home. Little Alaska was very scared when she first came home. I was a little speechless at the time. Although she is very young, she is still much bigger than our cat. He's actually afraid of cats, so cowardly!

I originally thought that if I were older, I would be braver and less timid, but I didn’t expect that this guy once again subverted my view of cats! Because this guy started having a heated fight with my indigenous cat and started to learn some of the cat’s skills!

This guy not only knows He crawls into boxes and hides his hands and feet under his body like a cat. Oh my god, cats do this because they are afraid of the cold. As a sled dog, how dare you shamelessly tell me that you are afraid of the cold? ?

Is this the same expression as Cat is God? No matter how I look at this guy now, he is just a mutated big fat cat. What should I do? I think this guy can't be saved. My mighty Alaska is definitely hopeless.