We used to have a Baxter. Didn't look like that, though. He was 1/2 springer and 1/2 english pointer....and 100% obese. He definitely liked his vittles. He was cat chasin' fool, too. We originally joked about what he'd do if he caught one. We found out. He ate them. There was more than once that we'd find a half of a cat in the yard. My wife was NOT impressed.
Dick
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