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wool thief, and mah bebeh

Your family told me you are not a very good dog and don't listen. So they tied you on a big metal chain on concrete for 4 years
But when I talked to you you sat on my lap and kissed my chin so gently.
Your family told me you love to go for walks
But they didn't have a lead> your neighbour used to see you running around on the road in the neighborhood often
Your family told me you like to be brushed
But they didn't have a brush and your coat was full of flea dirt
Your family told me they hate how the dog next door kept breaking the fence down
But they didn't get you desexed despite your neighbour offering to take her and pay for it herself
Your family told methey would have to take you to the pound next week
It was a lot easier to just have you killed than to post an ad somewhere to try to find you a new home. Even when the neighbour offered to do it for you it was just too much work

I cry when I look at your dear little face Paris, and how close it came for you to be killed.
Despite all the cruelty and neglect and abuse you don't have a mean bone in your body, and your foster carer told me that you are so smart and easy to please that you learned house training within a week

When you left that house on a lead with strangers you didn't look back once. So glad to be with loving people. you sat on command, walked on a lead and jumped into the car and said hello to the pussy cat
You never once thought again about your old family and I thank god for that