Dear respective readers. I think it is time for you to meet Diesal. Because of his high status, he needs to know you, and he thinks it is high time for you to know him, as well.
Special message from Diesal,
“Dear world. I have gotten my pack to write an introductory letter to you. If they have miswritten anything, please let me know. And no, my name is not misspelled, it is not written like ‘diesel’. I am strongly against pollution, and I firmly object against my name being written based on something that causes pollution. Anyone who ‘notifies’ me of my name being ‘misspelled’ will be rated SPAMMER and will be hurt at anytime I come across him. With that, You may continue.”
Where pack refers to us, his ‘humans’.
Diesal has listed down a few important points we must not forget to mention, and I’d rather get on to those first.
Firstly, he hates it when people give Rotties a bad name. We actually interviewed him about that, and here is our conversation.
“Hi, Diesal. We’re sorry to take your time for this, but if you could please tell us about your hate for people who give your type of dog a bad name?”
“It is a waste of time, but because I really can’t work around this, I’ll tell you. Many people tend to claim that rottweilers love making their humans fall. This is usually done by distracting them first, and then jumping on them in a swift movement, while their owner is turning somewhat.
Oh, did I just say owner? Oh, I obviously meant human. Because of our heavy weight being flung on to them, they fall down. Firstly, name one time I’ve ever made YOU guys fall down. Secondly, I understand I’m more than ever respectful to you guys, but say if a dog does make his human fall down, they’re two possibilities as to why he/she did that. Either because of extreme affection, where the specimen is trying to access the bare patch of skin to clean for you, or else you’ve been very naughty towards him/her. And I’ll take nobody trying to give us a bad name. ”
So there, that was his opinion on that.
Secondly, we were told to explicitly mention his background, which we knew since the day we got him, but before we got him, we had to do an interview with him again to know that.
“So, Diesal, before we got you from Pol–“… “CUT IT OUT, HUMAN! You don’t get to say where you collected me from in an interview.”
That was a failed attempt. Let’s try again.
“So, Diesal. Before we collected you from an unknown location, what was your life like?”
“Pretty simple, live life in a tiny backyard, then get tossed in a vehicle and driven to a ‘customer’, then… You know the rest.”
Diesal wasn’t particular about his past, so I’ll write off what I know. And, no, you don’t get to know where we collected him from, as it violates the Kings’ privacy policy.
So, what happened, we hitched a +- three-hour ride to the unmentionable location. There, we collected him and brought him back, where he was united with Shadow. That’s his history.
The third, and last, thing that he told us to mention, is something we’re not particularly happy with because it is his thoughts on us giving him his food relatively ‘late’, even though the late is just five-six minutes late.
It just angers me. First, they lock me in a square cage with a terribly tiny kennel because the baby wouldn’t come out. Then, they strut around the place when my food is way overdue. And even when I flip my bowl, they’ll look me in the eye and still not give me. What kind of utter nonsense is that?! – The King.
But now, I contradict him in a few things over there.
“First, they lock me in a square cage with a terribly tiny kennel…”
Well, the above is obviously not true. His cage is large and spacious with a state-of-the-art kennel.
“Then, they strut around the place when my food is way overdue.”
Please tell me when I’ve strutted around? Speechless, huh? And, your overdue means approximately 3 minutes, at a maximum, 5-6 minutes. Don’t think I’ve delayed my own meals any less than that.
“And even when I flip my bowl, they’ll look me in the eye and still not give me.”
That’s because you almost flip your water bowl if you’re not snapped out of it deliberately. And I always go off to fetch your food after that.
But in any case, he has now forbidden me from writing more than what I’ve been commanded to, so bye until next time.