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| Name: |
Holly
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Age: |
Five years old
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| Gender: |
Female |
Breed: |
American Pit Bull Terrier
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| Home: |
Alabama, USA |
This
has got to be the most lucky dog we have ever met. We got her from
the flea market one day, even though we hadn't considered getting a pet
anyway, but oh well. It turns out, she had an autoimmune disorder, and
would have flare-ups with seizures, in which we rushed her to the vet, and
it ended in costing us a very large amount of money in the end.
This happened several times, and just before she was on death's door, and
my mother was about to just have her put down, my dad stepped in and told
then not to, and in the end, she was perfectly fine after a treatment of
$5 dollar steroids.
She's eaten jeans, collars (all but the plastic/metal part), side paneling
from our laundry room, insulation from our laundry room, bushes, bubbles,
ice, and many other things. We try to give her good things to chew on, as
we do not want her getting sick!
She's scared of the dark, where, if you leave her in a room, no lights are
on, the TV's off (we let her sleep inside), so that it's pitch black, she
will not stay in there. She's also strangely scared of blimps. Yes.
BLIMPS. We've had them fly over our house before, and she was running
around, trying to hide under our shed, and was running hiding behind my dad.
And she's also scared of baths. When she hears the words, she runs to the
back door. Lately she's been worried whenever my mom comes around and she
goes straight for the back door, just in case. But we love her just the
way she is, quirks and all.
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