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Browser's BACK button. My early puppyhood was in East Los
Angeles. Shortly after I adopted my human couple they
underwent a ritual known among their breed as "marriage".
After and as part of this "marriage" they
disappeared for about a week. This was the first time
they had been alone without me and I was concerned about
how they might react to our first prolonged separation.
But when we were finally reunited I was relieved to find
that they had not been too traumatized. I didn't stay
with Aunt Tasha during that
particular time, but did spend considerable time with her
on subsequent occasions when I felt it was alright for my
humans to be on their own again for a time.
The picture of me on the couch at lower
right was taken in our new home in Hawthorne, following
an exhausting cruise to Catalina and Mexico. Aunt Tasha's
humans had brought some Minnesota
relatives out for the trip.
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