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I could barely see his eyes when he showed up on my doorstep.
His long, stringy hair covered most of his face. His coat was wet and covered in mud. Parts of his body were covered with huge mounds of matted hair.
He was very quiet, and seemed frightened. He wouldn’t let me get too close.
I assumed he was hungry so I brought him some dog food, which he spilled all over the ground. Desperate to feed this poor animal, I found some country ham leftover from Christmas in my refrigerator, which he wolfed down as fast as I could give it to him.
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