Honey says, "Merry Christmas!" to all of you. This morning she had the best time shredding and eating a dead squirrel (Yes, she did eat it! Ewwww!). Here's a story about Honey's first swim at Silver Lake, Pennsylvania.
David, my brother and Honey's master, led the pup on the edge of a plastic dock, belonging to one of my mom's friends. (We spent five hours baking cookies at her house yesterday!)Not knowing what the water was or felt like, Honey jumped in. A minute later there was a whimpering, shivering and wet little then four month old pup called Honey.
We finally got her to go in by letting her go up a large rock next to the dock. She soon loved water.
Honey is right now trying to enjoy (and destroy) a large rolled-up rawhide bone. (She loves to enjoy and destroy these.)
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As a child, my dad had a boxer, and her name was Cleo. When ever my dad went out to skate, Cleo went and walked on the ice. She would get tired, and sit down. Then she would get up and yell. She didn't like it when the cold ice touched her warm stomach!
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