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A Leonberger Shares My Life

Categories: Ramblings In General

A Leonberger shares my life,
A dog that’s strong and true.
Affectionate and gentle,
Yet bold and fearless too.
A wonderful companion,
The very best you’ll find,
With a heart of purest gold,
This mountain dog of mine.
A friend that I can count on,
In which I can confide-
I can’t imagine life without
My “Leo” by my side.
- Anonymous

I’m lucky… I have three Leonbergers to share my life… and life would not be the same without any of them.


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I’m the smart Leonberger

Categories: Straight From The Leonberger's Mouth

Hah! I hid my squeaky soccer ball upstairs in Mom and Dad’s bedroom. I’m really good at hiding things. Mom knows its up there ’cause she saw me with it, but even she couldn’t find it.

And it doesn’t matter if Dakota sees this ’cause he’s not allowed to go upstairs yet — we’d never get a wink of sleep at night.


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Leonbergers Don’t Fetch

Categories: Straight From The Leonberger's Mouth

So Mom’s always bragging about Kisa ’cause she apparently fetches reliably and everyone knows that Leonbergers don’t fetch. Truth of the matter is that Kisa only fetches her favorite squeaky soccer ball. I couldn’t figure out how come I had all these toys to play with from the minute I got here. Turns out it was all the toys that Kisa wouldn’t play with.

Mom says she bought all sorts of toys trying to get Kisa to play and she wouldn’t have any part of it until Grandma Bell showed up on Christmas with the famous soccer ball. Mom was afraid Kisa would get jealous if she gave me the soccer ball so she waited until I had lived here a while before she brought that one out. Boy, did Kisa perk up. Mom says she hasn’t played with that ball for five years, but she was fetching better than a retriever and as fast as I am, I never got to put a paw on it.

I’ll probably never get another chance because the soccer ball has mysteriously disappeared. I wonder where it went?


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Well darn!

Categories: Straight From The Leonberger's Mouth

Before I knew what was happening, I let Dakota get under my skin and now I’m really starting to like the little guy.  What a tough Leonberger I turned out to be.  I guess getting older has turned me into one big softy. It has been a long time since I’ve played with Larkin, but yesterday I was rough-housing with Larkin and Dakota and I actually had fun. Wore me out they did, but I slept really well last night so I suppose the exercise did me some good. Dakota might help me take an inch or two off my belly which is a little rounder than it used to be.


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Ambush

Categories: Straight From The Leonberger's Mouth

 

Ok... I'll take the left flank, you take the right and we'll surprise her at the fireplace...

Ok... I'll take the left flank, you take the right and we'll surprise her at the fireplace...


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