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A bloodhound had a tragic flaw. A mean old horse had kicked his jaw. He kicked so hard, the poor dog fell. From that day forth, he could not smell!
For hunting dogs, that leaves a void, like under-whelming adenoids. His tracking days? I think they’re over. Instead of “Tracker,” he’s now called “Rover”.
In case you’ve wondered how he’s faired, he’s limited and scent-impaired! But, he still follows greyhound races, and parks in handicapper’s spaces.!
© Copyright 1996 by Gary Minkin, P.O. Box 3515, Granada Hills CA , 91394 - (818) 363-2211
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