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When Tuck was under a year old he buried everything. I'd send him out w/ a bone or bully stuck and he'd bury it. Of course he had to bury it in the middle of my flower beds or in the ground cover. No where on 1 1/2 acre could he possibly find another spot to dig.
Why do we love them? They can be such devils!
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Susan in Upstate NY w/ Tucker and Lulu
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