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This is what I caint stand...
Yesterday was last day of gun season on deer..and everybody was out huntin.
Well..I got all my dogs back..and when I was on my way home..there was this lil beagle on the side of the road. So I slowed down to a crawl to see iffin I recognized the name on the collar. (It's customary round here that iffin you see a dog, stop, pick him up, and call the owner. Prevents the dog from gittin hit on the road) Well..lookin at him..first thing I noticed was a trackin collar on him..so..no need to pick him up..owner was probably on the way. But what REALLY got my bloomers in a bunch..was that poor dog was skinnier than a fence rail..and rough-coated and ragged. Now..iffin that **** can afford a 700$ trackin collar...why caint that ***** afford a bag of dog food??! That's all i wanna know...
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