
Mr.Wyle a.k.a. Fatboy a.k.a Football a.k.a. my buddy, was the only surviving pup from Mama Coco's emergency C-section. Not needing to share his milk, his belly was so big he would drag along the floor until his legs were strong enough to hold himself up...originating the name of Fatboy. I have never known a love like I have for this little bear. He is the light of my life, my "soul dog" if you will. He was hit by a truck in December 2007, and was struck blind. You wouldn't know it by the way he tears after squirrels in the back yard or tries to catch flies that buzz by his head. Isn't he a prince?
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