Last July we adopted an injured puppy, about 6-7 weeks old, who came to our farmhouse, flopped down and looked me in the eye. He had what the vet said was a bite wound on one side, was dehydrated and probably at death’s door. He was probably dropped at the roadside by unknown persons. Today he is a beautiful, very strong dog who appears to be 100% redbone hound in his markings and configuration. I am amazed at the many people who have called him “beautiful”, even “gorgeous”. I never thought any hound would be called those names, but we are proud of him and glad we saved his life. Somebody lost a very good dog.
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