First, I'm the cute one. The guy on the other end of my leash runs with me. He's been running for more than 40 years now, but me, it's just been a little more than 2 years. I had, for about 1.5 years, been an urban pack dog, abandoned and just living on the streets of North Philly, any which way I could.
But now, I run every morning on trails, sleep on my own couch, go for drives in the car, and chase cats, squirrels, and the occasional fox where I run.
Well, enough in the way of introductions.
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