I am a dog lover. I have two Rottweilers. And as smart and athletic as my dogs are, they fail to understand that their chance of nabbing a pesky squirrel is pretty slim. Despite the slim odds, my dogs, like most canines, can’t help themselves when they catch a glimpse of a bushy tail running across the lawn or scampering up a tree. Dogs do what dogs do.…
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