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 My terrier, June Bug “Shenanigans” Bopp, has brought me to my semi-retired pet dog training knees. Since adopting her in May, she’s run away six times, killed various vermin, and got in an ugly tangle with a cat. I was on easy street with my last dog who many called perfect. But, this girl…well, she’s falcon fast and monkey smart, but I wouldn’t call her wise. Despite her foibles (and my bruised ego), I am committed to her rehabilitation since she is also very jolly and loving. She performs obedience and tricks with such gusto I can’t stop laughing during our training sessions. We’ve signed up for training classes, just like the ones I used to teach. She’s becoming calmer every day as I humbly learn how to train a “wild-haired” terrier.
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