January 27th 2010 3:32 am
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I received a phone call about a dog in trouble and owned by a drug dealer. When I first saw Che one could see all the ribs on his frail body. Che has patches of hair missing and had both an eye and ear infection. He didn't answer when one called his name because I don't think he knew he had a name.
He came into my home and jumped up on every piece of furniture that was off the ground. I was SO not used to that kind of behaviour as my last dog was a model of training and obedience. Ah well, the fun begins I said to myself.
When trying to play with this puppy I soon realized he didn't know how. When one lifted their hand, Che ducked. I also soon found out that even strong words caused him to tremble and shake. He was a very confused sweet, gentle and confused soul.
It took everything I had not to want to track down the person who had him before and tear a strip out of him.
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