five hours of such a great nap, i begun to hear voices around "hey watch! do you really think he's alive?", "well, he moved", "yeah, and deaths don't breath", "shhh you're going to wake him up", then i rolled my head at my bck and oppened sightly my eyes, then i noticed a wet nose smelling my eyes and muzzle "yeah he does not smell preciselly like roses but he doesn't smell like death", "this... mel... it wasn't necessary to smell him just to know that he's alive or.. DIDN'T YOU SEE HE JUST OPPENED HIS EYES!" a girl growled... i put my head up and perked my ears.. "where am i?" i asked yawning... "welcome to seppala shelters, bro" ssaid a greish goateed wolf, oh great.. a shelter.. well at least i won't need to risk my life just to steal  coupel of sausages.. by the way. WHERE ARE MY SAUSAGES?!" i asked afraid! "dah' no worries man, you'll be pretty well cared here, ", i didn't understand anything and i gave him my ignorant face... there were a group of dogs.. they were mostly not pure breed, there was a white girl who honestly looked somewhat like a wolf and had very long brownish hair, there were also a couple of siblings, or at least it could be told that they were siblings, and where dark gray and light gry,,, they both had teh same fring ein the forehead and goatees, and also their markings were somehow alike, there was also a small dog i think he was the only purebreed there, he was a foxterrier, he was brown greish, and didn't stop smelling my bodry like if i were a martian..., "So bud, welcome to shepala's shelter, my name is Arrate, this is my brother, Micky, and that's.. tribu my.. my.. friend.." then he came closer to my ear "well actually is more than a friend to me" said naughtily, "thansk for the welcome gusy but...", "so you're at seppala's shelters there we all are brough to the world for something,  look" said Tribu inviting me to tke a look through the window, "take a look" she said i decided to walk straight beside her, andput my paws on the frame around the glass of the window there where loads of shelters, and racingcircuits aroudn, tons of trainers and also loads of purereed dogs beein trained there "take a look at the left, do you see that racing circuit?, there is where the sled racers are trained for races..." i took a look and opened my mouth impressed of what i was seeing, one expert dog teahcing loads of young purebreed huskies working all togetehr in team to pull off a sled, i loved it, the way they all worked together.. it haad to be the geratest experience in the world!, i tought to myself "Now look at the right"i followed the sight to the raight, there was a strange circuit full of trees, rocks and obstacles, and there were likely five dogs looking for things and following scents "there is wjere the rescuin dogs are trained for excursions, whenever a human gets lost in the snow, they're the ones encharged of looking for them and of course bringoing their back alive!", "tht's a really nice job" i tought taking a look at how fast did they find the strange red balls under may obstacles, "how cool.." i isaid taking a look at all teh circuits, "but sadly not all of us can take part into a sled, or tae part as a rescuin dog,, becuase we aren't fast, enough or have no a strong smell sense to fllow scents,, "aww.. and are these sacrificed?" i asked somewhat afraid and imagining the answer "oh no! nobody is sacrificed here!, if ll teh dogs who don't work for these had to be killed, then noneof us would be here, none of us may take part into asled, or save someone, because we don't work for it, but we still will work asmail dogs", tribu said "mail dogs?" i asked sticking my tail and perking my ears "yes, mail dogs are the ones who bring cards from a city to other, well okay, it's not that eciting as it is to be a raacer or a recuer, but its still a fun work!" bu hey it's been a while since the last time we worked as mail dogs, there is a sad part and is,.. the fact that better dogs are constantly coming into teh shelters and tehys oemtimes do, steal jobs" she said looking at the floor "but hey i bet you are all wonderful sled dogs!", "what about yourself,?" Arrate asked me "what's your name", "hmm.. name?" i asked, then Arrate and the whole group stared at me with such weird faes.. now yeah, it was a martian to their oppinion for sure " O...kay... so you don't know wat a name is?" Arrate asked me while tribu and micky stared at me with their eyes wide open, "Not really" i said all serious.. "so.. how to exmplain.. i name is the word by which you are called, this means.. for example in m case, my name is Arrate, anytime someone shouts "Arrate!!!" i know they're referring to me" i understood perfectly, "so i dont know what my name is" i said.. "okay... this is weird.." said tribu closing sightly her eyes, "then.. you probably need a new one" said Micky, then the door as opened, and teh huge human who brought me there came into the room all the dogs got up to him and he petted all of them "hey!! hat's up my favorite former tea.m.. did you give our new friend a good welcome?, well come on new friend, come to me.." he asked, i was afraid of him.. but still he didn't hurt me, neither called me infected, endemoniated but "good boy" so the less i could do is go straigt to him, so i lowed my head and slowly came beside him, he peted my head and put something relly tasty in my mouth "this human seems to be nice" i said, while chewing that tasty stuff he gave me, then he put on me a collar, with a leash on it, and asked me to follow him, i kindly did, and took me into a strange circuit outside, and also brought my new friends with me, Tribu, Micky and Arrate, i came toward them "so what ? where am i?, what do i have to do?", i asked arrate, who seemed to be the wiser off the group, even tought we all seemed to be the same age even myself "wait and he'll tell you what to do, don't worry and don't get nervous" tehn i seen the man, who apparently was called Leonard, bringing a huge and tasty meat in his hands, which smelt really well "mine, it's mine" i tought rollling on myself happily, "`lease, tell me that that's my launch..." then he broug up a bicke with a huge lance on its front wheeland tied the meat with a long belt to it, then he rode the bicke and begun moving the meat in circles, i could not avoid it i begun to run after the meat , i as almost chasing it when Leonard pealed faster making the food move faster, and i aswell, run faster, and i almost chased it again, i begun to jump trying to catch it wit my mouth when Leonardecided to pedal even faster, and again almost chasing, and again faster and like that til Leonard could not pedal faster, if the belt was cut off the meat would surely fly until the next city for sure, it was amost burning of how faster but heh i was chaasing it, Leonard gave up, came to me huged me tight and petted, rubbed me like if i was a treasure "you're the best, you're for sure the fastest dog of nome and probably Alaska! you'd be a great racer! even tought you are clearly not purebred, you'll be my new champion" then he caught me in his arms and took me bac to home, my new friends, all of them staring at me with an impresive stare nd complishing my speed "wow, dude, we could almost not see you through the snow," "your paws were burning!" they said, then seppala took me to a room into his house, it was pretty warm, hot and it had three beds!, "wait here" he said while went running out of the room " what's going on?" i asked my friends, "watch this is the room of the champions, see all those photos?" said Tribu, then Leonrd put a new bed, a new one, was blue and had a soft mattres into it and even a blanket, and put it beside teh rest of the beds and also beside the stove, left a plate of milk and food in front of me petted and huged me like if i was a treasure again "my little champion.. you'll be a great raer, and heh you don't have a name, there is no problem, your name will be Emilio" he said caressing me, i licked his glove and put my paw on his arm, he cuddled me and left me drinking my milk, Arrate, tribu and Micky stared at me and shouted histerically, "what the heck. " i asked them taking my muzzle out of themilk plate.. they took me away from my foood and took m in fornt of a wall full of photos of the same dog, always beside Leonard itw as a relaly beautiful husy,, beside cupps, beside tittles, with a wides mall on teh images.. "This dog is really wonderful..." i asked tthem staring impressionated at the photos "This was Emilio... the best runner of Alaska and anchorage... his runer career was really wide, if you ever take a look at the cup room.. you'll notice that almost 5000 of themwere won by him... he was a wonderfull runer and person, acepted everyone the way they were, he had spanish and german blood, even thought he was a purebreed husky... he was Leonard's pet,, Leonard and the whole city loved him very much.. loved him even more tham the current hero of nome, he was buried in the official cementer, in the mausoleum of the most loved dogs and brave form all times.. we all wish he was here... "what