I got IKE on my birthday - January 6. 1993. He was 12 lb. underweight. He had a staph infection in both eyes and the skin in his face and had uncontrolled diarrhea when he ate - which he didn't want to do.
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I got IKE on my birthday - January 6. 1993. He was 12 lb. underweight. He had a staph infection in both eyes and the skin in his face and had uncontrolled diarrhea when he ate - which he didn't want to do. |
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| IKE had been imported as a young pup for a very wealthy doctor. That doctor later decided he didn't like him because he was less than perfect. His pigment wasn't dark enough and one ear was lazy. He kenneled the dog and the dog didn't come out until the importer went to check on him, almost 5 months later. | |||||||||
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| The importer took him back and placed a more perfect dog with that doctor. I was told about IKE and went to meet him. I felt if I didn't take him, he wouldn't stand a chance. His attitude was even worse than his looks. But, underneath it all, I saw potential and I saw a dog with an enormous sense of pride, no matter what people had done to him. | |||||||||
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