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About 20 years ago, I was looking out my front window and noticed a little white cock-a-poo standing on the side of the road, full of burrs and had matted fur, standing there looking towards me. Being the animal lover I am, I ran out, brought him in the house, and bathed him. I brushed all the burrs from his fur and fluffed him up. From then on, I kept him in the house and babied him. We became very close pals. Read more »