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| Magic was my heart, I love all my Aussies but she was my special girl. I couldn't tell you how or why, you would have to share your life with her to understand. Her attitude told you that she was not JUST a dog or even JUST an Aussie...she was Magic, and she was special. Magic was very catlike and during her time on earth she used several of her nine lives. She was a traveler like her father and if she made it out the fence she went on small tours around the neighborhood. Luckily she would be found safe and unharmed, although on her last venture she was within a block of a busy 4 lane street. I can't count the number of times she buried herself under a shed in the backyard searching out those bunnies that didn't know better than to try to make it their home. They thought it was safe...Hah! After calling her and she didn't come I would seek out her favorite haunt and sure enough I would see two amber eyes sparkling in the darkness. She would dig to get in and then be trapped by the loose dirt filling around her in the small space and couldn't dig herself out so I would find something to remove enough dirt that she could wiggle out. Living with Magic was alway an adventure and it was never safe to assume anything was Magic proof. |
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