I am Oscar

It was a face I won’t forget soon.  Cute, tender, naïve, and full of need; my heart went out to this poor creature.  Hairy in some parts, eyes clear, speaking of wonder and a willingness to learn, he was the kind that needed his mommy desperately, yet she had died from a horrible turf war [...]
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Published on August 09, 2012 07:00
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