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Show Your Spoiled Dog Pictures.

That's funny because kayaks are a huge thing here. Our family place is on Lake Superior which is obviously huge. Sailboats out on the big water and kayaks everywhere else in our area. Never heard anyone having fears of drowning. And canoes are kind of a forgotten item now, it's plastic boats everywhere you look.

Gotta love a pup that will ride with you.
In 1988 we went on a camping trip in Lake Superior Provincial Park. We saw these:
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Quite amazing!
 
I attended the Minnesota Outward Bound school in the summer of '68. One day, just before setting off for the Canadian boundary waters, we bussed to a state park on the north shore of Lake Superior not too far from Duluth. There was a long spit of land sticking out into the lake with calmer water along it that we used to paddle our 85 lb. aluminum canoes out into the lake and then cut over into the waves and surf the canoes back into shore. I had the front seat, so I hooked my legs under the seat and leaned out over the front of the canoe to paddle. It was a BLAST! Importantly, we'd built a huge bonfire on the beach, because the water was COLD!
We have spent almost two months total time up there this summer, kids come and go as they can. We've been in that spot forever so we swim there and hang in the water all the time. The temp of that water does take some getting used to.


In 1988 we went on a camping trip in Lake Superior Provincial Park. We saw these:
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Quite amazing!
Those are really amazing to see. We used to be able to see marks along the shore where they would drill 30-40 foot holes down into the sandstone to break off big blocks and ship out to cities for buildings. But most of those have broken off on their own over time now. Love that place.
 
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okay, not my dog, but the dog is owned by a friend of mine who owns a very successful training business.

yesterday we did some protection training with these dogs he's imported from eastern europe.

These are serious dogs. his barking before getting a bite sounds like there's a harley davidson in his throat. it's insane.

but underneath all of that intensity is a dog playing a game of tug. the most meaningful, most satisfying game of tug possible. they've been bread for a hundred years to do this. that single-mindedness is unmistakable.

the other thing i think non-dog trainers should know is that outside of the controlled environment of protection training, these are really nice dogs. some are quite social and friendly.

they wouldn't be eligible for this training if they weren't capable of living in a home with children and even other pets. i guess it's like living with a trained MMA fighter. in the ring and at the dinner table are two different vibes.

anyway, i love this stuff and just felt like sharing this super cool piece of the dog world that often gets misunderstood.