Dog Thirteen

Dog Thirteen came to live with us one summer.

A tiny little dog, skinny and smelly. Yes, you read that right: smelly.

The stench lingered in your nose for days.

My mom couldn't stand it and tried to chase him away.

He had nowhere to go, so he refused to leave.

I secretly fed him, and then he refused to leave even more.

In the end, my family had no choice but to accept him.

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