Buddy. That’s his name because when I found him and called my husband to tell him, the first words out of his mouth were “don’t name him and don’t get attached-we’re NOT keeping him”.
That was over 5 years ago.
I came home from work early one beautiful but very cold and windy late October day in upstate NY. Grabbed the phone to make a call and opened the front door to let Lexi-our full grown Rottweiler out for a romp. All of a sudden, I saw her hair go straight up. Knowing that something was out there, I hung up the phone ...
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