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THis makes me miss my first Weim, Rasta dog. We always just sat and listened. I remember the first time we set out on our first road trip. Somewhere in West Virginia (going out to my brothers wedding right after my deployment to Iraq). We were sitting on a log listening to the creek side. Rasta dog was panting and I told him to listen...his ears perk up and he just paused. He senses were always about 30 seconds before mine would kick in!

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