Ginormous foster-lurcher (not jackal)

He was very stressed when he arrived and I spent most of last night trying to stop him barking constantly and whining miserably, but today he is much happier.   He is 12, and needs a new home because his owner has family medical issues that make dog ownership impractical. He was called Elvis, but Pp decided he looked like a jackal, and named him Carlos.  He doesn't seem to answer to either name so it's not much odds really.

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'Well, you do want looking after and no mistake: your party might be on a holiday!'

Last year around this time, we went on holiday to Middle Earth in the Second Age, and there wrought many mighty deeds.  But there was much still to do, and we still hadn't found Sauron -  so last week we resumed operations in the distant lands far to the East of the Sea of Rhun.

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.... Continued here!