I can’t remember a time during my childhood when we didn’t have at least one dog. Snitschel was a standard Dachshund that I only know of from family stories and pictures. She passed away when I was still a toddler. Next was Jethro, a beagle who made the near-fatal mistake of severely biting my father during what Jethro thought was a keep-away match.
Jeth…
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