My Baby
by Michell R
Baby was a German mix. I adopted her when she was 5. The woman who took care of her just couldn't keep her any longer. She rescued Baby from the pound. It seemed she was abused by a male for she was so frightened by male presence. Baby turned out to be the BEST dog ever. Cancer invaded her sweet body and we had to let her go. I still miss my best friend, dearly. I still cry when I think of her and my arms miss holding her. Life is not the same without my Baby.
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