I remember the day Lefty came to live with us. He was just a little pup then. My stepfather walked into the house and called for my sister. He asked her the rules about leaving things in the car. You could almost see the wheels turning in her head trying to figure out what she had left in the car. She went out to the car and the smile on her face when she opened the back door was priceless. This little girl about 5 years old was trying to carry this puppy inside that was almost as big as she was.
He was with us for many years. He was a good friend and was always there ready for a hug if someone needed it. He didn't care when we dressed him up or painted his toe nails. He would share his outside dog box with his neighborhood dog friends.
He was with us for many years. He was a good friend and was always there ready for a hug if someone needed it. He didn't care when we dressed him up or painted his toe nails. He would share his outside dog box with his neighborhood dog friends.
I remember the day Lefty came to live with us. He was just a little pup then. My stepfather walked into the house and called for my sister. He asked her the rules about leaving things in the car. You could almost see the wheels turning in her head trying to figure out what she had left in the car. She went out to the car and the smile on her face when she opened the back door was priceless. This little girl about 5 years old was trying to carry this puppy inside that was almost as big as she was.
He was with us for many years. He was a good friend and was always there ready for a hug if someone needed it. He didn't care when we dressed him up or painted his toe nails. He would share his outside dog box with his neighborhood dog friends.
He was with us for many years. He was a good friend and was always there ready for a hug if someone needed it. He didn't care when we dressed him up or painted his toe nails. He would share his outside dog box with his neighborhood dog friends.
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