Personal Narrative: My Name's Gizzy

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Hello everyone, my name’s Gizzy! Are you looking for a beautiful, gentle spirit, that will show you just how happy I am see you by putting a little smile one my face. I'm a very friendly gal that loves spending my days in the company of men, women, and children. I love when people take time out of their day to give me affection, and will jump up in lap to cuddle and be that much closer to you. In my previous home I was an inside dog, but I'm not completely housebroken. However, if I get taken out on a more regular basis, hopefully after a little bit of time I won't as many accidents inside. In addition in my previous home I lived with two other dogs and didn't really care for either of them, and when I met other dogs here at the shelter

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