B
Oh, well, I had a German shorthair that was frightened of storms. The minute it would begin to storm, he would just panic.
A
Uh-huh.
B
And, uh, I had to push him down when he was fourteen, and two months later I had to put my yellow Lab down,
A
Oh.
B
because he had leukemia. And, uh, then, uh, then there was no point in having all my acreage. I had four and a half acres with game preserve on three sides.
A
Oh, that must be nice.