When I was a kid, we had a Weimaraner too, Apollo. Absolutely gorgeous animal. And extremely athletic. The only way to recover him after his regular jailbreaks was to drive down the streets of the neighborhood calling his name while holding the back seat to the car open. Sucker... he fell for it every time. He really, really needed a bigger area, like, Montana maybe to exercise in. Once, he escaped from the basement by leaping through the window, those short basement windows. Great dog, but a ball of fire too hot for our urban Dayton home.
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