I moved to Texas 3 years ago and had to leave my dog behind with new owners. My Son said his girls dog, Serafina was going to have puppies and I could have pick of the litter.( The Mom is shitzu, chihuahua, wire hair terrier. Dad is a Dashund.) I chose the cutest one, and my grandaughter wanted that one; so did my Son. When it came time to take a puppy, my Son decided they had enough dogs and let me keep the cute one. My grandaughter asked what I was going to name him. I said "he's a lucky dog. Everyone loves and wants him". She said, "name him LUCKY, gramma" so I did.He came with me back to Oregon and I have the best pet companion ever. I've had him since he was 3 months old and he is now 3 years old. He is a loveable, playful, healthy,LUCKY dog!
Lucky Dog!
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