Pets

Took me an act of G*d to get back into my Photobucket account ...


1. Grand ol' man Hank ... adopted in January 2000 at the age of 3 months. He's now 14. My world will probably end when he leaves me.

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2. After Ray (in the post above) passed, I took in Porter P Bear, who was on death row for being 'aggressive'. He's a deaf barn dog that got adopted out to a woman with 3 small kids & cats. Bad fit, not his fault. He lives with my daughter now & they adore each other. He's actually totally zen.

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3. When Porty moved in with my daughter, and Max (pictured in the post above) passed from DM, I adopted Coco(nut) from the rescue I used to foster for. ACD/Beagle mix like Hank. She has no idea how small she is & bosses the big dogs around with glee.

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4. And this past summer, I took in Hammy, who was also on the kill-list because he's got bad back knees & in need of expensive surgery. He settled right in & I re-named him Homer J because he's not the brightest bulb and has a serious sweet tooth. We think he's Pit/Shepherd mix, but not sure.

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Add in about a dozen random Beagle fosters from a local rescue over the years, and Phew!!