The dog that came to live with my son Dan and I. Here’s how it all started.
I got Scout, Belgian Malinois, female, dominant aggressive four years ago in early spring. She was a rescue, brought to me a by a trainer from CA, Danielle Haffner – website here – completely free of charge. Danielle is a true dog-humanitarian, what else can I say? Go read about her. Continue reading Dogzaster…or? →
I flew out of Las Vegas for the family reunion on the night of the 23rd, that morning Dan had taken Scout out for a desert wog (walk/jog) and the dog across the street – Molly (I believe this subject has surfaced before here in Tango) – hopped over the fence after they had passed that property.
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In the beginning poker was the primary content feed, somehow, life got in the way!
