Left to die to repay
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A short story through the eyes of a misunderstood dog who was left to die for a problem he couldn't control.
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Some people may have different views on the topic covered in this book.
'Rage syndrome' is viewed as an uncontrollable disorder in many different dog breeds - particular that of the cocker spaniel. Many people have different views to how this disorder is treated.
For more info on RS check out the link:
http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rage_syndrome
Cover picture courtesy of google (I DO NOT OWN) images 'cocker spaniel world'
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