Strange stuff. When I was about eight years old we had a dog that was half Doberman, have Dalmatian.

A couple of times he was barking and growling at the postman like he was gonna pull his throat out. I was hanging onto him, my arms wrapped around him, him doing a vicious bark.

Not long after my mother told me they had taken him to a farm and given him to the farmer so he would have more room to run around. I believed her at the time. That dog could really run, he was like a miniature Doberman with a little bit of greyhound energy going on.

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