She is the cutest little thing I have ever laid eyes on. She is an american old english bulldog cross. She is white with a little brindle on her left ear, tail, and a patch on her back. Her mom was white with brindle. Her dad was all white with two sky blue eyes. She is such a little sweet heart. Such a love bug. On the way home she just layed in my lap. I got her home and gave her a bath and she just stood there calm as can be. She was a little cold so I dryed her off and wrapped her in a blanket and she snuggled me just lying there being cute. I am so happy.
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