I think that I’ve mentioned that we’ve had a new border at our house, and her name is B’Elanna. She’s 11 years old, at least mostly dachsund, and a sweety.
Well, her true owner is now in Europe for a year and tonight I gave B’Ellana a bath for the first time. I’m not sure if we should call her foster dog anymore or we should start calling her adopted.
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