(Accepted. What type of dog is Bella?)
Jess felt his stomach release a deep gurgle as it pleaded in hunger for at least one tiny bowl of the black scum the humans called food. He wanted to escape - but they know they'd shoot him - like Muffin... His best friend. A beagle lab cross finally had the nerve to go past the large concrete fence. Now is dead. A human walked towards the Canaan dog. Jess sulked into the ground like melting butter as warned the humans with a growl. "I'm afraid this guy, about 3 years old, needs to find someone soon, or else he's next to go." Jess' ears tilted. He understood. He had to find a mate soon.
Lola watched as a brown poodle got shoved into the cage. The shepherd walked over bravely, sniffing him. "Hello." she greeted. "I am Lola"



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