There is a New Dog In Town

I'm no longer the baby in the family. There is a new dog in town. His name is Buddy. He is 2 or 3 and acts like he is 1. He was found in a hunter's shed in North Carolina. The hunter and his wife tried to coax him out, but Buddy didn't let them get close until almost a month had gone by. He was skin and bones. They said he must have been out in the wild for months before they found him. He was being eaten alive inside and out by the fleas, ticks and worms that had taken over his body. 

My family fostered him for the rescue, and it didn't take long for him to wiggle his way into our family. He is a little silly dog with a big heart. 

My mom says I'm still The Baby in the family, even if I'm older than the new dog in town. She reassured me I will always be The Baby. But we all know Buddy is the real baby in the family. 

Where is my stuffed opossum? I love playing, don't you? Oh and I still love to hear my voice. 

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