I love Grizzle. He's part-Chow and part-Husky, which makes him a mutt. He was free. Most mutts are but fops and yuppies like to spend money on puppies just to say they spent the money. He's 91 or 98 years old. Recently my mom put him on some anti-inflammatories to combat his arthritis and he's been jumping the fence(something he hasn't been mobile enough to do for years) again. I'm happy that he can still roam around eating garbage and pissing over other's piss. Bruin is his son, well, adopted son and he's a fine dog as well.

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