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Hello, my brothers and sisters and I are five weeks old. We enjoy getting up at all hours, making lots of noise and pooping just when you settle down to lunch and dinner. The old man and his daughter that kept us from going to the pound thought they could contain us using a cardboard box held together with duck tape (they were wrong). They thought this would be easy,(wrong again). They thought it would be really fun to re-home a bunch of mixed breed puppies( they might have been right about the last part.) We have no shots, We have no tracking chips. We have no pedigree. We do have quite an appetite. If you believe you're life needs a serious dose of chaos and a small canine friend to share it with you can contact a grumpy old man at 5 one two - five 2 nine - one five 55
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