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Well, Folks, here's Phyllis. The local dog pound called me and asked me if I would take Phyllis ... someone had walked up to a vet's door, opened the door, stuck in Phyllis, and ran back out to their car and drove off ... and, of course, she was very pregnant. The vet took her to the dog pound, who called me. I brought Phyllis home and fell in love. She gave birth to a litter of beautiful puppies, which I found good homes for ... 3 went to the wonderful ladies at SouthWest Airlines in Little Rock ... I've seen recent pictures ... they grew up soooooo cute! And the fourth went to a lady whose precious dachshund had been stolen ... she was still grieving the loss, and I'm sure the new puppy helped her.

Phyllis is one of the cutest, most personable creatures I've ever met. I can't understand how someone dropped her off like that, because they must have loved her. She had a few parasites when I took her, but she doesn't act as though she has ever been mistreated, she's completely house-broken, she knows exactly what a couch is for, and she thinks God made laps just for her personal comfort. Maybe they just got tired of having to hunt for their houseshoes and other sundry possessions that Phyllis deems her own, and then hides so others can't find! I guess I'm just very grateful that they dropped her at the vet's office instead of down a dirt road somewhere.

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