September 2018, Vol. 245, No. 9
Editor's Notebook
Editor's Notebook
By Joe Hollier, Editor As a kid growing up most of my friends had dogs. They ranged from pure-breeds to mutts, but they were all regular house pets. My older siblings each had their own dog. Spartacus, a large black-and-tan coonhound, was my brothers, and my sister had a beautiful collie named Shawnee. So, my parents should not have been too surprised when I wanted a dog of my own. Following a prolonged period of begging for a German shepherd, my parents relented and finally got me a dog. A toy poodle! A far cry from the pet companion I had envisioned. Nonetheless, Josette ended up being a good pet, although we were never seen out in public together. My penchant for Labrador retrievers
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