Fizzle’s Story
4 The Love Of Animals
AUGUST 1, 2011
He was always immaculately groomed with an AKC show cut. But mean as a rattlesnake,” Barb’s sister said. It showed Fizzle, white fur gleaming, red bow in his topknot, sitting on the lap of a woman who, like Barb, looked as if she hadn’t lived an easy life. Fizzle fit easily into the palm of Barb’s broad hand. Fizzle didn’t bark.
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