Hello, at least the old boy lets me get a word in now and then! When I moved to my new address I also had a name change, I'd always been called Precious ( the name was changed, some thing about Gollam!!!). I hadn't been quite as lucky as Mozart, I was rescued from a local gypsy camp I,m now three years old and not sure if I have had two or three litters of pups. What I do know is that I will always walk with a limp either from damaged caused by a very bad cut I had to my right hind leg or having been shot with an air rifle in the same leg. That is all in the past now, I hope that one day I'll be of the lead, but at the moment when the mood takes me I do a runner, and there is no stopping me. Pearl
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