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Originally Posted by Dutchie
ah ! whats next barking alot until you are fed up and play with him/her ? sounds a bit like the terriers i had.
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Geezus you do know about them....she would bark at me....
Cigars....I didn't need a wife I had an Airedale...bark bark bark...put that dam smelly thing out...
I brought home an abstract painting leaned it up against a bookshelf on the floor...the Dale comes around the coffee table sees the painting stops dead in her tracks and starts barking at the dam thing.... I tell her everybody is an art critic, she stops barking goes up and sniffs it and is off on her way....again...