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White Horses

MOLLY

It must have been 2006. Molly was the last pup left of the litter, all on her own, barking madly in a soundproof glass case in a god-awful pet barn on the Gold Coast, when deliverance appeared in the form of my stepdaughter Adrianna.

Ana reckons the moment they locked eyes she knew they were meant for each other, and so a day or so later this out-of-control Australian Terrier / Jack Russell was brought home and started shitting everywhere. By

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