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Dog hair

Tano has been part of our family for six years now. I still remember that cold day in December when I opened the door and papa was holding this teeny tiny thing in the palm of his hand. We later found out that he wasn’t even one month old – far too young to be taken from his mama- but we have loved him and taken care of him ever since. So far he has been nothing but patient and understanding with Georgie, his smacks, his walker and all the changes that have occurred. Now i wish i could be a little more understanding with all the hair he leaves behind in the apartment. Plugging in a noisy hoover at 7 am every morning can’t be easy for our neighbours but what else is there to do? Shave him? As tempting as it sounds, I don’t think he’ll appreciate it. 

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