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There is a dog park about a half mile from here. My daughter and her beau have a two year old, well-hung German Shepherd, Bishop, who doesn't take chunks out of my leg, and he is a regular. Really didn't know they had parks just for dogs but I've been there a couple of times and its kind of a neat place. They romp, run, sniff and seem to all get along. There is a section for smaller dogs, and an area for the big ones. The owners sit at picnic tables and yak about things, they seem to meet at the same times and they all know each other. If I was a dog and couldn't live in BFE, I'd want to live around here and go to the park.

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  1. My dog bites you ONE time and you hold against him forever? Let it go Mike! I told you.... stay out of my bedroom, he won't get pissy?

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