Once upon a time, a girl and her brother drove to Arizona for Thanksgiving.
At an old gas station in Yuma, a sweet (and hungry, dirty and injured) doggie approached them.
They looked at each other and decided that this doggie needed a new home.
And this is where the story of Clive Kimball begins.
He's (hopefully) happy, on his way back to health, and currently cuddled in bed with me.
[Clive's namesake is Mr. Clive Staples Lewis, whose faith and writing has given me a glimpse of Love]
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