There was a homeless pure bread poodle living on the streets. She had recued my husbad and i. Because we han just puy sheba she was a gremem sheapard. We cryed and cryed every day ecause of the loss. She was so great. But one day i was walking home. And this little skinny unurshed poodle followed me home. We took her in. Fead her gave her time to rest. Gave her a bath gave her walks went door to door asking is this ur dog. Eveyone said no. About two weeks latter took her to the vets. Had a conplete exan and blood work done the out comeshes healthy. Made another apt and got her fix. No period no puppys. Week latter i got her licens. Now i new she was r dog now. We call her gidget. She is a very smart dog. She became our kid. But still every day. My husband and i still think about and talk about sheba.
Posted on: Mon, 30 Sep 2013 15:47:33 +0000
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