I live in a duplex building with my dog Roscoe. He is an amazing dog who does everything with me. I trained him well over the years and I never had any problems. He’d go for hikes with me, long road trips, and days at the beach. My friends let me bring him with me because he is so well mannered. I really couldn’t ask for a better dog. Roscoe would be a great fit for any family and I’m just lucky enough to have him. He is my family and there is no one else. I found him lost and hungry a few years back with no family. I remember taking him to an animal shelter but after a few days, the shelter called me and said no one claimed him. I remember having the feeling that we were meant to be together. I didn’t hesitate and said I’ll take him home. Roscoe, like I said, never had issues until recently. The weather was getting cold, colder than usual and I can say the cold doesn’t bother me. But this year it did. So I went out and bought a portable air conditioner. I plugged it in, excited to have warmth I never had before and then Roscoe started to whine which led to barking. He was shaking and sat on the other side of the living room of the portable space heater. I felt bad and didn’t know what to do. I talked to my friend who is an HVAC tech for our local heating and cooling company and he said you can either see if he warms up to it or get your furnace looked into. He then said he’ll look into it for free. I took him up on his offer because I really didn’t want Roscoe to suffer.