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I got rescued with my friend Elsa, when we first got rescued we did not move very far off of our beds or from each other. My foster
Dad had to carry me to the back yard to go potty I was so unsure of leaving my safety zone

Elsa is more outgoing than I am and we stuck pretty close together for a long time getting used to our new home - we were both foster fails!

I am learning to be more independent and am quite smitten with the males in the house both two legged and four legged

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