We had one growing up on the farm. Great dog. It had the run of a 400 acre dairy/crop farm and 5 kids to play with. 'Bout age 7 or 8 it got hip displasia or arthritis real bad. Then one day Prince just disappeared. We learned years later that my dad had taken it and had it put down. I guess the dog was in alot of pain. I have alot of fond memories of that dog.
Communists: I still hate them even after they changed their name to "liberals". ____________________
My boss asked why I wasn't working. I told him I was being a democrat for Halloween.
