This morning, as Bella and I were heading to school, we found a lost dog across the street from our house. It was raining, and he looked hurt or just miserable, so we picked him up and took him to our house. He did have a tag from an animal hospital, so we called to let them know we found him. It turned out that he only lives a few houses from ours, and that he is 17 and a half years old! So he was not hurt, he was just really old. They came to pick him up pretty quickly, which was good ... even though Bella and I were partially disappointed because he was cute and we were already plotting to keep him.
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