I had a house. This house was not good, so my aunts took me away. I had severe dental infection. I smelled like an oil from a mile away! I have one tooth left but it doesn't hurt. I was beaten, and I peed under myself when I saw a person. I have separation anxiety and become fixated on the members of the temporary home. I'm waiting for a diagnosis from a behaviorist. He's like a dog psychologist, maybe he'll help me and I will find a new home.

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