When we lived in town, nearly everyone on the streets around us had dogs, mostly outside. At least I walked mine everyday, we saw many that never seemed to leave the yard...I felt really bad for a lot of them. our next-door neighbors got a dog (because their kids likes Star so much), but I often felt like kidnapping him for his own good - they constantly yelled at him, I saw the older kids kick him, and they never gave him a decent house or fencing. He was, however, extremely overweight. When he grew up, he'd take off at least once a week - amazingly, that 's when they'd "miss him" and eventually get him back after the dog catcher picked him up. He was the sweetest dog, too, very loyal. We moved almost two years ago, so I don't know whatever happened to him.
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