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We have this Pom who just won't howl. He'll sit and rumble, its not a growl We know he's ready and set to bite he gets cranky often, when it's late at night he rides with me, on my bike all self trained it's what he likes sits real still, perched on my knee perhaps you'll see us his names Codi
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 1:15 PM UTC
our pommie
We have this Pom who just won't howl. He'll sit and rumble, its not a growl We know he's ready and set to bite he gets cranky often, when it's late at night he rides with me, on my bike all self trained it's what he likes sits real still, perched on my knee perhaps you'll see us his names Codi
alas he was attacked recently without provocation and lost an eye. he's doing fine but there goes his modeling days.
lou-sasol
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 1:15 PM UTC
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