I’m gonna be the main event like no king was before
I’m brushing up on looking down, I’m working on my roar.”
Simba is lucky to be alive. A young lurcher found straying, bearing the usual baggage of fleas, worms and in dire need of a good meal or twenty. Then he fell ill with parvo.
Back in the day when Tia was just an attitude and a shed, we wouldn’t have had much hope but new drugs have given sick dogs a fighting chance. Simba has returned to the fold, blissfully unaware of the money lavished on him and hell bent on continuing his career as a hooligan.
Simba needs a man who knows what he is doing! Yes he is beautiful, but Simba needs to evolve into a credit to the community.
Please ring Deb.
To Rehome me...
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