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Aug 18
We walked and walked this morning
All around the block
That’s me and my Moo
We met lots of other doggies
She had to say hello to them all
That’s why our walk is more like a crawl
She loves to say hello
To everyone one that passes
Lots of cocker poos but none were actually lassies
Moo is like a cocker poo but she’s a Bijon  frise poodle cross or Heinz 57
Or that’s what is said she was!
But she is really heaven!
Theresa Hartley-Mace
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Theresa Hartley-Mace  65/F/Calverton
(65/F/Calverton)   
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