We call this guy Jason. Or J, or JJ.
He was the first drop off after we moved here.
Scott went out to smoke a cigarette one morning and Jason was standing there.
He said "mom, there's a dog out here. I don't know if it's friendly or not" and that's when Jason jumped on him, and proved that he was a friendly dog. (Friendly like Mo that is,
I don't mean friendly in a male dog sort of way. LOL) Then he jumped back and came in to wash up because he noticed that J is covered in mange. So far the others dogs haven't gotten it
*knock on wood* so we are assuming that it is red mange. Our last dog, Shawna, was born with red mange. It's passed through mother's milk and cannot be passed from dog to dog. This picture was taken
just a couple of days after JJ had been hit by a car. He was standing in the rain when I took this. He's such a sweetheart.
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