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The four dogs that my girlfriend had when we moved to Maine together. The white Great Dane passed away in August. Deaf, blind, albino, and kidney problems. The orange cat is mine but the white one is our fur baby. All of the dogs except the Shiba in the top left are rescues. Thor, the brown pit, had a torn ACL and was about to be put down but got fostered in Long Island. Lucy, the grey pit, was a bait dog from Virginia. Very graphic but she had an eyeball hanging out and a wired jaw when my girlfriend got her. Not a cheap fix. And the Shiba was her ex's that ditched him when they broke up. Norris the orange cat was my neighbors that left him when he moved. He was only four pounds and had terrible fleas when I found him and then took him to the vet. And Dexter is the white rag doll. And the dogs all slept together, hence crowded onto two beds and ignoring the other two we had.
Yes! And he is also a total goofball. Its so funny to watch him explore the world. 7,5 weeks old. Practically a baby.
"You have had an extraordinary adventure, my dear. Extraordinary! One that few people could ever imagine. Treasure it. Keep it safe and secure, tucked away in some special place in your heart. But... don't spend the rest of your days chasing a ghost."