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| [fancypost bgcolor=none; border: 0px solid #DC3E55; padding: 0; width: 270px; text-align: center;] [fancypost bgcolor=none; border: none; width: 270px; padding: 0; size: 11pt; color: #DC3E55; font-family: Georgia]BULLETPROOF ON ANOTHER LEVEL[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=none; border: none; width: 270px; padding: 0; margin-top: -4px] [sub]female — black lab mix — 3mo — attack in bold[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=none; border: none; width: 270px; padding: 0; size: 11pt; margin-top: -4px; color: #DC3E55; font-family: Georgia]FIRE WHEN THE STROBE HITS YOU[/fancypost][/fancypost] |
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The puppy couldn't help joining the pair. She always seemed to be there whenever someone was joining, but then again, Kate never really sat still. Wishingpaw was a real pretty name, and Kate was quick to tell her this. "Hiya there! I'm Kate the great! I like your name, Wishingpaw!" She gave a mock curtsy. "Welcome back!" Kate had never seen Wishingpaw, but then again, Kate was pretty new herself, being three months.