MY DOG WAS ON
A CONGA LINE
And that's where I found her. East St. Louis,
to be exact. Dancing up a storm. They said
I could adopt her if I wanted. She stopped
what she was doing and turned and said :
'Just don't call me a rescue. I have a
certain dignity due me, ok.' So I gave
the guy ten dollars. He said, 'Do you
want a bag?' I said, 'No, I'll take her
home the way she is.'
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