February 20, 2014
I remember the first time I met her.
Her big, wide head was held high as she circled the car. Her bark was deep, slow, and deliberate. She was a solid dog, with a short, dark brown coat with faint brindle markings.
Her intense, light brown eyes seemed to look deep into your soul, searching to see if you were a good, or not good, person.
I was ju...
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