Yeah, I had to go after my seventy five pound male when he decided to dig under the tool shed one winter evening a few years ago. I went in head first and turned him around. This was a mistake, as when I placed my hands on his rear to pull him forward, he lunged forward and knocked my glasses off. I was so upset, I nearly returned the blow. After twenty minutes, I was able to get him from the hole. I was ofcourse covered in dirt down to my knees.

They can be real trouble makers at that size. I can only imagine how difficult he's going to be when he reaches one hundred and fifty pounds and I'm pressing into my early forties, or even worse when he's 175 and I'm in my seventies.

T.G.

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