My older brother isn’t really my brother; he’s more like my husband. I know it sounds very redneck, but I can explain. Human momma and daddy adopted both of us but we’re more compatible as an old married couple. We rule the dog roost so I think of him as my main doggy man. His name is Repo and he’s 160 pounds of brindle sweetheart.
Human momma and daddy rescued him from a friend in Kentucky who bought him from a breeder in Texas. Repo has bone issues, ACL issues and some attitude issues that even lots of training won’t fix. Momma and daddy met his breeder and even befriended him for a while, trying to help him. But it didn’t work. Human momma said when your heart isn’t right, your body can’t do right things either.
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