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When I was a child I loved my first dog, Cleo. We were best friends. After I moved to Africa I started to really detest dogs because they were dirty, full of insects and you couldn't really play with them like you could at home. It's taken me a long time to like dogs again, but Adjou has softened my sensibilities a bit.
The other day I came home and Adjou's jowl's were swollen up again. This is the second time I have found him in such a state. He stares at me saying "help me mommy!" I have no idea what he eats that gets him in this state. Whatever it is, it swells up his lips and he is just miserable for several hours. I stare back saying, "what a moron you are."
1 comment:
aaaw, poor little guy. :(
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