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Tuff
One chilly afternoon in February 2007, a small black puppy showed up in our pasture with a severe trauma head wound. The vet said he might not make it, but if he did, he might have a neurological deficit. The vet also said that he would weigh about 40 pounds at full size. 

Well...he made it and now weighs 65 pounds and is solid black with a few white hairs on the end of his tail and on his tummy. His name—Tuff. Tough enough to have made it to us and tough enough to have survived his injury and thrive. Tuff is one of five dogs that we love and live with but has the most common sense and never leaves my side inside or outside. His best friend is Lucy, our German shepherd. 

We were lucky that chilly day. Tuff has a forever home and is forever loved. No one can tell us what breed he is a mixture of—no real breed characteristics here—just a special little boy who is the best fetcher in the world!

—  Teri
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