The dark mutterings of a former mild-mannered reporter for a large metropolitan daily newspaper, now living in obscurity in central Indiana.
Saturday, May 21, 2005
Ruthie and the red heeler temporarily named Rusty. They seem to be a better match. He came out of his blue funk once he got into the play area with us and looks like he can become a happy dog with the right care.
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