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I found this site the other day.

From the site:

“He latched onto my hand. He gave me a friendly nip on the hand and looked at me. Wolf absolutely would not let me go by him. I looked straight ahead and not more than two feet was a tripwire. And I would have died right there with him if he wouldn’t have found that wire.” – Charlie Cargo, Vietnam dog handler


Don’t forget that tonight is the night to pick marigolds.