The dog I used to dog-sit was an old fat jack russell. She was blind, couldn't hear good, and had this recurring cough that would make her poot. She was a stinky dog, but she more than made up for it in character. I was sleeping on the couch one time, and I was in the beginnings of bronchitis (haha) and was coughing all over the place. Every time I coughed, she would jump up on the side of the couch and look at me, like she was checking to see if I was okay. She was sweet. <3 Shes is doggie heaven now.
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