One evening, this summer, I went to Wal Mart and someone was giving away puppies in the parking lot. This time they weren't pit bull mixes, though, they were little daschund mixes and one needed to come home with me.
We named him Wicket after the ewok in Star Wars (the kids' whole summer mostly revolved around star wars).
He's a very smart puppy and he loves to swim. He quickly learned that chickens weren't quite as much fun to chase as they look and that sometimes they chase back.
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