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I was taking care of my Mother at home, she had Parkinsons. Mom had asked the nurses how much time she had left so we had a good idea. At one point she said "I want another dog in the house before I die". Our last dog was gone for about a year. I called my good friend the Animal Warden at St Huberts Giralda Humane Society. He said "you probably want what you had last, we don't have a any right now, but I'll find you one. He gave me the number of a women to call that night. She fosters dogs and finds them homes. She explained "the insurance man came to her house to assess a fender bender on her car. They also held her home owners insurance. While there he saw her own two dogs and the foster". He said "the male German Shepard and male American Bulldog are fine, but that cute little 2 1/2 year old female Pitbull (foster) has to go or your insurance will be dropped" (!) The dog came from a drug house, btw. Within two days she would lay in bed with my Mother and lick her hand. Mom enjoyed her for about two years. The dog is now about eleven and no one believes she is that old. No dog food, I always cook for her. The clincher of the story: Remember my mom was dying and wanted a dog.... the original owners named her ANGEL and she is one!! Merry Christmas
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