So, no good cheer up stories? K then, one fond memory is a time my first Boxer saw a deer near the pond. The deer seemingly was across it in about 10 seconds. I yelled no but too late. My dog swam and walked across (shallow spots; maybe a couple hundred feet in total?) in a couple minutes. He gets out of the water, realizes the deer is long gone, then looks at me. I yelled, "Now what, dumb dumb?" Back in the water he comes.
Or when he used to eat small plastic army men or dinosaurs. The yelps he would make when they passed... What's the worst thing your dogs ate?
