He showed up at my Mother's house, totally worn out, skinny and very weak, with no identification. We think chihuahua, that's what the vet said when I took him to see if there was a chip. She has never allowed a pet in the house but now she is 95 years old and lives alone. I let him in and we searched the area for his owner with no luck. Mom fell in love with him. He now rules the house and is such good, loving company for her. Thanks for the nice comments. He was a truly little gift to out lives.
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