Gandy’s puppyhood under our roof had a certain beginning exactly one month ago. But when that life stage will have an end is anybody’s guess. It won’t be soon enough, if you know what I mean. Yesterday, the walls of an old farm house, the pitched hillsides of Goose Creek Gorge echoed the desperate cry of a man at his wit’s end: “I. Want. My. Life. Back!” Then, he conceded servitude and got back to whatever it was that Gandy wanted to do. Tsuga …

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