Bouncer the big boned gal and me in Dog Town, California
back around 1992. Even though she ate my fig tree, she was
still a good pup and got to live a pretty good life down there.
Bouncer the big boned gal and me in Dog Town, California back around 1992. Even though she ate my fig tree, she was still a good pup and got to live a pretty good life down there. |
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