In one of the parks where I walk Rox, the amount of bird and squirrel life is multitudinous (like that one). Every corner is a new group of birds or some squirrels running around. With a dog that is bred to be a killer of such animals, it makes walking quite the adventure. One moment can be pleasant and easy; the next my shoulder is dislocating. Today while we were walking Rox spotted a squirrel far off and the killer engine kicked in. The great part is that she is still a puppy, so she started bouncing while never losing sight of the squirrel. She would keep looking at me to see if I would let her go to get a piece. That didn't happen but my arm ripping out did. It was fun to see a playful, happy dog kick it into a murder of small invertebrates. Hooyah!
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