Emma was a Labrador/Pitbull cross that I found running around loose early one morning. She was about 7 months old, had mangy skin, didn’t know what stairs were, and tried to drink out of any beer can or bottle she spotted on the ground. Between me, my Mom, and our old Lab Peter we got her retrained and reconditioned into one very cool dog. Her full name was Emma Peel, because she had a white stripe on her chest that made her look like she was wearing a black jumpsuit with the front zipper pulled down.
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