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Seven years ago, shortly after the death of her husband, Ethel Kennicott, in her 70s, found a puppy running wild on the road outside town. She took him home. It was December 25, and she named him CHRISTMAS. He loves to eat popcorn and to play with children. Ethel used to take him to the park every afternoon before her cancer got too bad. She had no idea that after she stopped, he snuck under the fence and went there every afternoon on his own. One day he met Dylan on his way back home.

Christmas The Dog

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