MY DOG STOLE A HOT DOG AT THE BALLGAME—BUT INSTEAD OF GETTING MAD, THE CROWD DID SOMETHING I NEVER EXPECTED

MY DOG STOLE A HOT DOG AT THE BALLGAME—BUT INSTEAD OF GETTING MAD, THE CROWD DID SOMETHING I NEVER EXPECTED

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At this point in the fourth inning, I must admit that I was more concerned with keeping Baxter calm than I was with the score. With his ears perked, tail thumping, and nose working overtime, my golden retriever was enjoying every second of the Bark at the Park night. He took in all the attention…

I CAUGHT MY DOG HIDING SOMETHING—AND IT CHANGED EVERYTHING I THOUGHT I KNEW

I CAUGHT MY DOG HIDING SOMETHING—AND IT CHANGED EVERYTHING I THOUGHT I KNEW

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Every morning, I’d head out to check the garden and come back fuming. Nibbled carrots. Uprooted lettuce. A bean vine chewed clean in half. I’d even installed a motion-activated light and a little trail cam, convinced that if I caught the sly thief in the act, I could scare it off for good. I was…