White Dog after a long sleepless night involving airline travel, headcolds, and a broken heart, finally met my sister, Mary, from Chicago. Things started off badly when Mary, a stranger, tried to grab a kleenex from White Dog's mouth. White Dog made quick apologies for her reaction and began the process of charming Mary over to her side.
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Qué onda con el perro blanco?
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