Well, after several false promises, hopes raised and crushed, the waxing and waning of love, surgery, 34 poops and pees (in the house no less), and several sleepless nights, we think that maybe we have a Korean taker for the damn dog. We’ll find out tomorrow for sure– we think–as the communication is between us and a 9 year old with limited English skills. Here’s hoping. However thankful we’ll be to them for taking him, we’re still telling the new family his name is “Purple Turtle Umbrella.”
He still hasn't figured out which end is up.
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