NOW PLAYING: CHICAGO, THAT TODDLIN' TOWN

MERLIN AT HOME IN CHICAGO AUGUST 2006
Merlin writes: I arrived here, way near the top of a tall tower in Chicago, on July 12, when Shell brought me from my foster mom, Pam, to my forever parents, Faith & Bill Hart. I was born in a puppy mill in Missouri; thank heavens I don't remember much of that. Sixty of my cousins died last week in a burning truck belonging to the people who didn't want me & my two sisters. Whew! I was lucky, but I'm sorry for my cousins. We have windows all the way down to the floor, so I can look out without climbing on the couch. This is what I see from my living room.
This is the first picture my Mom took of me. My Dad had to hold me still 'cause I was racing around looking at everything that first day.
	But then I got pretty tired.
I get tired a lot, because I play hard.

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