Looks like another sad story of a young boy who has turned to the streets. A sad scene known all too well on the lonely streets of NYC: obedience class drop out, hung out with the wrong muts and got stuck on a long road of drugs, alcohol and prostitution. It's now just him, the clothes on his back, and his dog bowl. Have a heart and drop a buck or a biscuit for Hunter.
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