Weedwacker found a new home down my road with a little boy who just adored him. He is so loved and so spoiled, I wish I were him.
My little friend, Jason, took pictures into school once of him, then told the story about how he got his name. His dad had to take him in for show & tell. Well, he stayed in school for one week with the class. He had a great time I was told, lol. Weedwacker is doing fine, he is fat & robust; and not in anyone's garden anymore. He is eating much better than you or I. Thanks for asking Gary. By the way, I just realized you mentioned about teaching him to attack, lol, well...I got myself a pit bull for that.
She is alittle protective but, that goes with the territory.
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