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BEYOND URGENT!! 💔💔💔💔💔 🚨 douglas is STILL at the shelter and can be euthanized at any moment without further notice. we don’t know if he was extended until 5 pm like some of the other dogs today. he needs an immediate exit NOW before it’s too late 💔 VIDEO...

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