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runaways and homeless dogs

My mom called me today to tell me that a Chihuahua had followed her and Cash home. Later after she had called me she went knocking on a bunch of doors and finally found its home. Yay! I have an aversion to Chihuahuas.


Here’s Cash (not a Chihuahua) with his new haircut. This was taken right after he rough-housed for about 20 minutes. He was pooped!

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