Cried when family lost our pet when I was a teen, a poodle of all things. Next dog I got when in my twenties was a Weimaraner - a runaway. Absolutely goofy mutt but he and I were pals. Gave to my bro when went overseas.
Year and half ago I decided I needed a dog in my life again. Found this one on the Internet; a rescue when county seized her from owner for negligence and possible abuse, weighing only 35#/at time of seizure.
She's a real sweetheart - about 5yro. Follows me everywhere and sad if can't go out on errands with me. We believe she is part Plot Hound and Black Mouth Cur and suppose to weigh 50-55#.
Goes totally ape when she sees a squirrel!!!
Cheers
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