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Awww, thank you for the kind words everyone! She's a pound puppy--I knew she was my dog the instant I saw her at the shelter. One of the workers took her out in the yard for me and she ran in huge laps a hundred miles and hour. DH (boyfriend back then!) announced "She's crazy, look at her! Oh just get her if ya want her" And now she howls with joy when he walks in the door!
Then I had to sneak her in and out of my highrise apt for a week until I could move to a place that allowed dogs--not the best plan, I know.
The custodian guys helped me sneak out on the service elevator since I lived on the 11th floor!
Then I had to sneak her in and out of my highrise apt for a week until I could move to a place that allowed dogs--not the best plan, I know.
