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We had a dog named "Ring" when I was maybe two. My dad had to shoot him because he attacked the pigs and wouldn't stop. I remember riding on a horse drawn wagon with my mother and some others and saw his body laying next to a shed. I asked about it, & my mother said they had to cut off his head to send it in to see if he had rabies.
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Marv Evans
'69 911E
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