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Multiple times!!
I come from a family of people whom love animals. The first I can remeber was when I was 5-years old: an abandoned female retriever-cross whom just gave birth to a litter of 8, under the stairs of newly built (empty) home. We adopted all of them.
My current flat mate, Gangster#1, is a (large) stray tabby (cat) whom I let move in one (Alberta-Canada) bitterly cold March.
I've seen too many cats and dogs in my life, whom are/were missing their ears (frost bite), and it breaks my heart that people are such shit heads when it comes to the innocent creatures whom were their responsibility.
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