tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35440951.post116328613167919020..comments2023-05-28T00:50:55.868-07:00Comments on Goon's North Dakota Red Neck: Hunting Dog Doesn't understand Deer Hunting.Eric J. Burtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11126092078877298812noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35440951.post-1145379744251471392006-11-27T07:32:00.000-08:002006-11-27T07:32:00.000-08:00I don't know but he ate one of my brother socks th...I don't know but he ate one of my brother socks this weekend out in SD. That's why we don't leave socks laying around. I think its because when he was a puppy we used to let him chew on socks and we kept them in his kennel because they smelled like us. Unforunately, he thought they were for eating. My buddy made a joke, socks the other white meat.Eric J. Burtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11126092078877298812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35440951.post-10477084350035997792006-11-24T20:46:00.000-08:002006-11-24T20:46:00.000-08:00Maybe he thinks socks are bunnies...Maybe he thinks socks are bunnies...LetsGoMavshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03153395203031943884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35440951.post-43677935637741335532006-11-23T10:50:00.000-08:002006-11-23T10:50:00.000-08:00My Dog is a big baby. Dakota runs the house all th...My Dog is a big baby. Dakota runs the house all the time. The good things about labs is they keep you active and in shape. My dog can go all day. <br /><br />The only problem I have with him is he thinks socks are a food group. My wife and I are going to have to buy more of them because we are running out of sock at our house.Eric J. Burtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11126092078877298812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35440951.post-20515789032973538732006-11-23T06:31:00.000-08:002006-11-23T06:31:00.000-08:00Goonster! Aww! Look at your puppy...he looks so sa...Goonster! Aww! Look at your puppy...he looks so sad. You better have bought him a treat when you left without him! <br /><br />He's cute though..eventhough I don't like big dogs in person. My friend's lab, Hunter, likes to think that I am some sort of animal when I go there...jumping on me, pulling on my clothes...slobbering on me. ICK! Better than my other friend's stupid bulldog thouh. I hate that thing. I should kidnap it and leave it on Runninwiththedogs front step so I don't have to deal with it anymore.LetsGoMavshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03153395203031943884noreply@blogger.com