Hi Friends,
As I mentioned in an earlier post, my husband and I agreed to foster a dog. Charlie—that’s her name—came to us after spending the first year of her life in a cage. Because she never got any exercise, she would go wild, running around whenever she was freed from said cage, as any of us would. She went so crazy once that she broke her hip and h…
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