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Eight Years Ago in the Mile High City

It was eight years ago today that our beloved Freda came into our lives. I had seen her photo on the Denver Dumb Friends League web site.


She barked that she wasn’t electric.

She was a frightened, dirty, scrawny forty-four pound dog that took our heart away. One look and I knew she was the one.
Twenty additional pounds later and a little cleaning up and she looked rather nice…

Freda, thank you for your loyalty, companionship and love.

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2 thoughts on “Eight Years Ago in the Mile High City

  1. A coincidence but we had our GSD eight years or so. It was the shortest time we ever had a dog – guess that was with him being older, the other two less than a year old.Thinking of you.Kate

  2. Thanks, Kate. Having a hard time adjusting. Back to drawing, painting and hopefully more blogging.James ∆≈

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