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I was driving through a wooded section of town one day and a
dog kept dashing back and forth across the street. I stopped my car to be
sure I did not hit it and got out. The dog came right up to me. The owner
came rushing out of the woods, very bedraggled and could not believe I had
caught the dog that easily. I had never seen the dog before and it
was not a pyr. So as much as we kid about these furrballs, they are not
the only ones who lead their people on a merry chase.
My black lab was an escape artist and one day I caught her by
starting my car and leaving the back door open. She ran home and jumped
right in so she would not miss the trip.
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