My name is Alex and my dog Angela is from Hell.
Don't let that sweet puppy face in the photo fool you (besides, that was taken one year ago. She's MUCH bigger now).
Yes, she has the face of an angel (hence her name), but she is trouble with a capital T. She still isn't potty-trained despite being over a year old and all attempts to train her, she digs around in the cat's litter box for snacks and tries to lick me not 20 minutes after wards, she enjoys paw-punching me in the face in the morning, and counts shredding up fresh rolls of paper towels as one of her favorite past times. Yet I wouldn't trade her for any other dog in the world.
This is her story.

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