As a child I grew up with a rescued white whippet with a broken leg called lassie. She was the love of my life and was tough as an old boot and lived for 19 years. Everyday I ran to the sweet shop with herr and people would want to stroke her and asked 'Does she bite?' She always did bite them and i'd be mortified.
As an adult I rescued a black racing greyhound with half a tail missing and only four fangs. I called her angel....and she was.
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