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It is amazing how easy it is to love something that makes you pick up its crap.
I had to get rid of my dog a few months ago, he's a german shepperd. He figured out how to jump the fence, I tried to build it up but he still got over it. Once the fence reached ten feet and he was still getting over I realized that I could either find another home for him or end up seeing him run over on a pretty busy street near my home.
I was lucky to find a good home for him, the people have two sheperds and three acres of land so he can run around and play with other dogs all day. Seeing him in the rear view mirror as I drove away was torture, I broke down right there. At least you did what you could to insure your dogs life and happiness.
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