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The Car

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 "Wanna go for a ride"  Most dogs, when they hear this, they become charged with energy. Running around at a high rate of speed, excited to get in the car and feel the wind in their fur and ears. Nose high in the air getting all the good sniffs.  But not my dog.   Not Sugar Grace.  No. Sugar does not like car rides. What Sugar likes is being around her people, and sometimes her people are with her in a car.  Girl's conflicted here.  Many moons ago (just over 10 now) Sugar was just a pup owned by a hunter. She was not a good hunter. Even at 8 weeks old he knew .  Ok, his loss, whatever. We grab the little Sugar Grace and we get in the car. About fifteen minutes into the drive it starts pouring rain. No worries, we're in the car. There's a sweet little puppy on my lap in the passenger seat, and we're driving the remaining time home. Then she whines. We don't know why she's whining, she already went potty, and she should be good. Then she burps. And...
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The Ear

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One Ear, Don't Care: Sugar's Adventure with a Tiny Troublemaker! 🐾 Hey pawsome friends! It's time for a little story about yours truly - Sugar the brave beagle! 🐶 You might have noticed I'm rocking a slightly different look these days (hello, one-ear club!), and let me tell you, it's quite the fashion statement! 💁‍♀️ The Plot Twist Nobody Expected! So there I was, just having my regular spa day at the vet (you know, the usual check-up stuff), when my doc found something that wasn't supposed to be there - a sneaky little thing called a mast cell tumor on my ear. Talk about unexpected drama!  Quick Science Break! 🔬 For all my curious fur-friends out there wondering "what's a mast cell tumor?" - it's basically like having an uninvited guest at your pawty! These tumors come from cells that are usually the bouncers of our immune system (mast cells). Sometimes these cells get a bit too excited and form these pesky tumors. Not cool, cells, not coo...
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Sugar Grace Puppy Face: The Tale of Our Discount Beagle

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Our journey to find the perfect dog led us to a hunter selling his "reject" beagle puppies - the ones who couldn't hunt. Little did we know our perfect match was waiting among them, wearing the price tag of a hunting dog dropout. When we walked into the hunter's house, we were greeted by a puppy no bigger than a fist, who ran straight up to us and promptly peed on the floor in excitement. I wasn't convinced, but my husband was already smitten. When we asked the hunter how he knew she wouldn't make it as a hunting dog, he simply said, "I just know." That was all the explanation we needed for our little discount dog. The adventure began immediately. As we started our two-hour drive home with our tiny new family member, the skies opened up with pouring rain. Then, twenty minutes into the journey, we discovered our little beagle's secret talent: getting car sick. There we were, pulled over on the side of the road in the pouring rain, cleaning up ours...
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