sigh. this is the norm at Wild Dingo. My co-workers always think I owe them. but alas, i will never get promoted. I'm stuck in the dog walking, pooping-scooping, tug-playing grind for the long haul. damn. corporate america at Wild Dingo sure sucks.
I was found as a stray in Taiwan, in the company of 2 other dogs, with a wire band wrapped around my neck. I was by far the skinniest among the 3, because I was always the last one to eat whenever we could find food. A Canadian family took me in and worked with the Animal Rescue Team TAIWAN (http://www.savedogs.org/english/) to sponsor my travel to the United States. I was fostered by Judy, a wonderful lady who showed me kindness and helped with my shyness. I was later adopted by crazy lady Karen. She helps me make friends, and I am learning to trust again.
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sigh. this is the norm at Wild Dingo. My co-workers always think I owe them. but alas, i will never get promoted. I'm stuck in the dog walking, pooping-scooping, tug-playing grind for the long haul. damn. corporate america at Wild Dingo sure sucks.
ah yes, fun stuff
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