Fizzle’s Story
4 The Love Of Animals
AUGUST 1, 2011
But mean as a rattlesnake,” Barb’s sister said. I felt so sorry for the poor thing—we had to call our vet out to sedate him—so I decided to take him home as a foster. It showed Fizzle, white fur gleaming, red bow in his topknot, sitting on the lap of a woman who, like Barb, looked as if she hadn’t lived an easy life.
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