Last night we saw a man walking a brindle pit bull in the Job Lot parking lot. He explained his dog Hershey was a rescued Chesapeake Bay retriever that had been running loose in North Carolina. I've heard that before, I thought. Later my husband and I were remarking at the absurdity. This dog was full grown weighing 40 pounds with a pit bull face, paws, build and markings. The man said he lived in the woods in Chepachet. People won't adopt a pit bull so the kennels make up a dramatic story and change the dogs lineage. It's always about the loose dogs of North Carolina, Texas or Tennessee or the
Puerto Rican Poodle Gangs of San Juan.
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