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<p class=MsoNormal><font size=2 face=Arial><span style='font-size:10.0pt;
font-family:Arial'>We’ve had two incidents recently which make us feel
that our current basset security system is all we need. When we’re not
home, our three stay in “their houses” (aka crates) in the mudroom.
It’s a room between the kitchen and walkway from the garage. It’s heated
in winter and air conditioned in summer. </span></font></p>
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<p class=MsoNormal><font size=3 face="Times New Roman"><span style='font-size:
12.0pt'>My husband used to be a volunteer firefighter in our town. A couple
weeks ago, he saw one of the men from the fire department at the local coffee
shop. Tom said, “I was at your house last week for a call…Dispatch
gave us an incorrect address!”. Jim asked for the story and Tom continued…”Yeah,
I heard the address and thought I’d better check it out. I knocked on
your side door and rang the bell and it didn’t seem that anyone was home.
I tried the handle and the door was unlocked…so I stuck my head in and
yelled “Hello?”. I heard this very deep growling coming from behind
the door! I quickly closed the door and decided it best to have Dispatch verify
the address before I went any further! </span></font></p>
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<p class=MsoNormal><font size=3 face="Times New Roman"><span style='font-size:
12.0pt'>Last week, we had an inspection of our house because we’ve had a
purchase offer. The buyers, their realtor, and the inspector were all over the
house while the dogs were locked up in their “houses”. When the
inspection was complete, my nephew (who lives with us) called me to let me know
they were all set and had left. While on the phone…he opened the door to
go into the house. APPARENTLY, Gracie Lou thought the strangers were back and I
heard a horrific, savage, barking from the other end of the phone. Chris nearly
went through the ceiling! He yelled, “HEY, it’s ME!” and all
was well again. </span></font></p>
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<p class=MsoNormal><font size=3 face="Times New Roman"><span style='font-size:
12.0pt'>Ellen & Miss Magnolia & Gracie Lou FlatBasset (“STRANGER
DANGER!!!!”) & Oliver & Abigail (ATB)</span></font></p>
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