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<DIV>I have to agree with Bev again, my girls would never ride in a cart
or wagon, when Maggie was about 7 months old we took her to a weiner dog
races in Findlay Oh. well just let me say there was lots of strollers,
wagons and even a couple wheel chairs there, Maggie Bailed big time,
pulled out of her collar and was half way across the fair grounds before we were
able to catch her. last year when we went to the MI. Waddle, same thing,
lots of people there with wagons and strollers and we had a heck of a time
with Maggie, hell she bolts across the back yard when we get the wheel barrow
out of the shed.</DIV>
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<DIV>took my girls for a ride last night and saw this man riding his racing
bicycle down river rd with a child on the back and he had his small dog ,
and I am talking small, probably somewhere between the size of a Jack
Russel and a Beagle, this man had the dog tethered to his bike and was
running the dog on cement ! so I go down along the river and on my way back I
see this same man running this poor dog ( full speed ) we are now talking
4 1/2 miles . the dogs tongue is hanging out and is having a hard time keeping
up with the rider. so you know me, I slam on my brakes and I roll down my window
and I spoke my peace !!!! bwahaha ! at which time the dog falls down in a clump
! no water no nothing , the man is screaming at me and then proceeds to take off
pulling the already exhausted dog . if he didn't have the child on his bike I
more than likely would have run over the dirty Ba%$#@ ! and stole
the dog ! I cried most of the way home ! I could just imagine how raw the
pads on his paws were. GRRRRRRR !!!!!!</DIV>
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<DIV>My girls are sisters and they get along great, they eat and drink out
of the same bowl and they take toys away from each other and never a problem
Annie plays really rough though, she is like a bull moose in a china shop,
I call her OX ! she hits poor Maggie on a run and Maggie
just rolls I took them to the vets on Monday and Annie had to have her
anals done and when they brought Annie back out to the reception room, Oh My
God, Maggie was just whimpering and talking to Annie like did it
hurt ? were they gentle ? how was it ? every one in there was in
stitches laughing Maggie is a HOOT !!!!!!</DIV>
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<DIV>Sorry for being so long, but it is yet, another rainy miserable day here in
Ohio and nothing to do except write to my drool family !</DIV>
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<DIV>Marlene mommy to Maggie Wags and Evil
Annie</DIV></FONT></BODY></HTML>