Tuesday, May 24, 2005

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Doggone It. Dog!

Our neighbor's dog was the worst. Barking all night, and chasing me viciously when I came into the back yard. The animal sure seemed like he would tear me to pieces if there weren't a fence between us.

His owner insisted, however, that all Bruiser wanted to do was play. And, if I gave him a nice treat, he would calm down and be friends.

Well it worked. To a point. Each treat, enthusiastically received, but back to barking and snarling in no time flat.

So I decided to give that dog a bone. A BONE! The treat of a lifetime.

A win-win for both of us.




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