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It's been one of those days that I just can't seem to make any sense out of it all. I could swear there is a ton of stuff I want to write but I don't. I know it's the holiday weekend and the whole world is at the beach, having fun. The days are short and life feels like one big vacation. I'm sure I'll go back to my rambles once I get myself back into my own reality.

Today I was doing a load of laundry when I heard a knock at the back door. I went to open it and I was greeted with an almost three year old black male dog. He was thin, dirty and unkempt. His hair was matted, his fur was matted and he looked like he needed a bath. He looked like he was the only thing that was moving in his world. I didn't even know he was there. I didn't know he was lost, I didn't know he was homeless. His eyes were full of questions.

He has a lot of questions that I'm sure I'll get to in my rambles.

When I opened the door, he came right up to me. His tongue lolled out and he looked up at me with sad eyes. He was looking for love, he needed someone to pet him, feed him, love him, take care of him. He just needed to be loved. I told him that I could feed him, that I could take care of him, that I could love him, but I didn't have the time right then. I told him I would be home later and that I would give him a bath. I gave him a good, long look at me. He looked so sad. I wasn't sure if he was going to accept that I wouldn't love him. I was so touched by his look of sadness, I could feel my heart being tugged at. I knew then that this was going to be an interesting dog.

I gave him some water and a bowl and told him he would need to come by every two days to get a bath and that the next day I would bring him home to my house and give him a bath. I was hoping he would come by the next day and the day after that. I was so touched by his look of sadness that I knew I had to help him. I was sure that his life was much different than the one he was living right now.

I went home and started thinking about what he was going through. What was he going through? Was he going through some sort of trauma? Was he being tortured? Was he being forced to fight? Was he starving? Did someone force him to fight? I didn't know. I didn't know what happened to him. He just appeared on my front porch one day, I could see his eyes looking at me, he wanted someone to love him and he needed someone to love him.

This dog just needed love.

The next day I went to the pet store to pick up some supplies. I found a cheap toy and some food and I went home. He had no other food. I told him I was going to give him some food and we would go to the vet tomorrow. We had to find out how he ended up homeless, how he ended up in this mess. He had no clue where he was.

He was so dirty.

I gave him a bath and after that he looked more like a puppy than a dog. He looked clean and smelled really good. He had a collar with a tag. His tag told me that he belonged to a man named Frank. I started thinking about Frank. He had to be a pretty bad guy. I asked Frank to send me an email and tell me everything about this dog. I wanted to know what he looked like, what his name was, where he came from, what happened to him. He sent me an email and it was very short.

Frank said that the dog had belonged to him and his wife, he said they were just dog owners and they had gotten divorced. He said that the dog had been missing for a month, that his dog got out of the backyard and got lost. He said that he had searched all the streets and he couldn't find him. He said that the dog had been gone for a while and that he just didn't want him anymore and that he wasn't going to keep paying to have someone to take care of his dog. He said he had called the pound to see if anyone had him and they said no one had him. He said that they just told him to throw him out. He said the dog just wouldn't stop crying. He said the only time the dog stopped crying was when he was outside in the yard. He said he just wanted the dog to be happy. He said he loved the dog but he wasn't going to pay for him. He said that he was going to let him go and he was going to let him live in the neighborhood.

I don't know where this dog came from. I don't know if he was someone's pet that got abandoned or someone bought him from a puppy mill and didn't care for him. I don't know why he was homeless. Frank said that he had a history of being a dog fighter. He said the dog was small, he said the dog was about four years old and about twenty pounds. He said the dog would attack and he wouldn't stop, that the dog had to be broken. He said that he had been in the animal shelter before.

The next day I brought the dog home.

I took a picture of him.

I called the vet and I asked if he had any information on the dog. The vet said that the dog didn't have any papers on him. He said that the dog was a mutt and he was missing some information. He said that if he had a good home with a good family he could get a good life, but that the information wasn't enough for him to give any advice on him. He told me that he wanted to look him up


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