A blog for dogs who take their owners on daily WALKIES.
I, Onesock Dog, was born in a Cape Town squatter-camp. My first daddy put me in a P&P plastic bag and tried to sell me, at the traffic lights on Blaauwberg rd., for booze money. BAT (The Blaauwberg Animal Trust) and My New Daddy saved on me on New Year’s Eve 2005.
Thanks Daddy for not letting me become a Pit-bull- practice has-been.
Life through the eyes of a dog called OneSock
THROUGH THE EYES OF YOUR DOG
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Stupid things we do
Sorry, that was me putting my baby in the shopping trolley. Unhygienic
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