About two years ago, a starved, hairless, beaten down dog who had obviously recently had puppies was dumped out in the country around where we live. She was so afraid of humans she ran off if she saw one of us even look out the window at her. We began leaving food out for her and slowly moved it closer and closer to our house. When we finally got to see her she was covered with old and new wounds and was infested with fleas and ticks. You could see every bone, but her attitude was even sadder. She was so afraid of us that she would cower and shake. Today, that poor dog is my son's guardian angel. She seems to know he needs extra watching over. If he's out playing in the rocks or swinging you can bet she's crawled under the fence and is laying close to him to watch his every move. She's a pit/shar pei mix and a sweet and loyal member of our family who does her part to watch out for our autism angel.
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