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I adopted the most beautiful, sweet and cuddly Alaskan Malamute from a rescue group. The poor gal was born with juvenile cataracts and had been blind most of her short life (she was 18 months old when I adopted her). The group's national parent group paid for her to have surgery so that she could see again. Since she was blind and very dependent on humans, she's very sweet but suffers from separation anxiety. The poor girl ended up on IVs the last time I boarded her because she was so stressed out that she couldn't eat and was having the runs. She's the perfect dog, when I'm home, but she really is sad and stressed when I go away.
Dee
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