When America was surrendered by a hunting facility, she had a growth on her jaw the size of a tennis ball that needed to be addressed. She wasn’t so sure about men. She had no idea what a dog bed was meant for. Her cyst was drained and did not return, and then life really started to turn around for her in her foster home. She was housebroken within 24 hours, and she soon figured out what a dog bed was meant for. She loved her new foster home so much, she decided she was never, ever leaving. They agreed! […]

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