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Not that kind of litter. The plastic kind. I hate seeing all the litter, the household garbage, the appliances etc.. that comes floating down our creek that some trashy person threw over the bridge upstream from our campsite. read more

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No wonder Klondike acts like he "owns the place". 1. His name is on the front of the Kabin. 2. He stands head and shoulders over all the other dogs. 3. Everyone makes over him all the time. 4. He'g got an ego as big as his shoulders too !!! Who'da figured he would grow from the little snort he once was to this BIG feller? read more

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Mugsy Moran ?? Naaaah . . . But don't ya jes LUV this feller? He has a suspicious bite, but it may just be some tricky dental surgery. I'd hate to have him chaw into me !! When he gets big, it may be difficult to convince someone that he's "harmless" ... cause he may not be !! read more

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Some dogs tell you their name even as you're trying to think of an appropriate one for them. Such is the case with my brother's dog, Scruffy. Scruffy may as well have had his name tattooed in his ear, or even more prominently, but it wasn't really necessary, just one look at him and his name just comes to you. AND, as if there were any shred … read more

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LAZ greeted a freshly named Klondike when the young pup arrived at his new home in the BriarPatch. Klondike was, at the time, a fluffy "snort" with champagne colored highlights placed perfectly in balance in the fluffy snow white fur that dominated his appearance then. LAZ was the first-born son of our German Rotty, who's mama put in a hole s… read more