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Wonder mutt gets rides before every walk. He's a rescue also, was found huddled up against the side of an acquaintance's house during the middle of a rain storm, when he was about six months old. That was nearly a decade ago now.
From my time in the infantry, cold rain is one of my most loathed occurrences. We made eye contact right there in the downpour, and it was an instant bonding moment. Came home with me and I haven't ever regretted it.
The first year or so was awkward. He is pure bred east-Dayton street mutt, and was not in any way shape or form socialized. I'm positive he was abused at some point also. His reaction to older, grey-haired Caucasian males gives me a pretty good idea of at least what physical type was responsible.
For a long, long, time I was the only person he trusted at all. That's changed a lot in the last five or six years. He's got a pretty extensive circle of humans he loves these days.
He too is incapable of bypassing the car on our way out for walks. So, he gets a ride around the neighborhood before every walk.
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