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Almost two years ago I wrote a little bit about my dog in Flakes on how she was protective of my kids when a dog walked into our yard. Well she did it again. This time it was much scarier for me.
My oldest daughter was in our neighbor’s yard. She took a s’more to him. I was roasting some more marsh mellows. I don’t know what made me turn around and look. It could have been the loud bark or maybe it was a scream of a five year old girl. I truly don’t remember.