But at his age, which we can only guess at, we can understand.
Our final failure, this one belongs to my daughter, Tash.
Though the man of her life is terrified of dogs and Bear refuses to be left behind when I walk Buster, so he's also mine.
Like our newest foster, Ty, Bear was an abandoned pound dog out of time, nowhere to go, so we took him.
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