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My middle child is a barker

My dog Ace is the middle child.

Seldom the center of attention, Ace is quite comfortable blending into the background.

Except when he barks.

And he barks a lot.

He barks in the morning when I let him out.

He barks when I feed him.

He barks at anyone or anything that walks past his yard in Malta.

He barks when he’s riding in his kennel in the back of the truck and I turn onto a gravel road.

He barks when we drive through town on the return from hunting.

He barks when we’re out hunting and I stop to take a break.

Lately he’s even begun to bark when I simply slow down.

Going on 11, Ace slowed dow...


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