My girl Chaplin she was named by my sister and she wanted to adopt her but I had to keep her for a while I had gotten her from a shelter and she was the only one left in here litter sadly. Even the mother had gotten adopted. They said she was the least attractive in the litter but I beg to differ she was gorgeous like a tuxedo cat she was a tuxedo puppy gorgeous as can be probably part pit bull and lab because that's what she exactly looked like. She had the sweetest personality would bring me my newspaper every morning and sometimes chewed it up but I didn't care. She buried my slippers in the backyard a couple times until I told her no. They had to be thrown out. I taught her to burry her bones instead. My sister came and picked her up and she had driven 5 hours to come and get her. She died at the age of 9 of cancer. She had tumours all over her body I was there when she passed and we buried her in my sisters back yard. To this day my sister says that was the best dog she had ever owned.
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Qotd: what's your dogs favourite toy?
Answer: my dogs is his slipper.
