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HI guys! howz it goin'? I'm a Jack Russell Terror, what are you?
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Beloved Amish
June 7, 2000
to September 2002
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For some reason my humans used to call me "piranha puppy" when they were mad. I don' t know what they are talking about. They still have most of their fingers.
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Actually, they don' t call me that any more, since I am bigger, and they don' have to worry about their fingers. Now my Dad human says I am "el ņoņo", or I am "aņoņao" because my Mom treats me like a baby.
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HEY! WHAT'S SO FUNNY?
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This is what I looked like when I was really a baby.
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(on the way home from my Amish farm to my new family
I traveled in a cardboard box!)
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(This was my first day home. This absurd collar is way too small for me now!)
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I am a very spiritual dog, or that's what my Mom Human said when she first saw me.
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That's what made my Pop "crack"; he says, if she hadn' t said that, they might have taken my brother!
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Have a great day, and don' t forget to take a walk in the park! You never know, you might catch a squirrel.
Love,
Amish
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