The pack that I live with makes their home on the central western Minnesota - eastern North Dakota border. This has been my home since I was six weeks old. Now that I am one year old I can do real dog stuff like: sit, down, heel, swing, fetch, drop it, leave it, and “get the rabbit!” (Just in case you are wondering . . . . “get the rabbit” means that I go on active duty and chase those garden munching wild rabbits out of our backyard. But I am more than friendly with the bunnies in Tu-Brothers Rabbitry. I especially like those little, fury, and curious baby bunnies!)

My life goals now include: getting daily exercise, eating healthy kibble (careful, not too much), and being a contributing member of my pack. Later this year it’s possible that I’ll mother a litter of Beagle pups sired by Spider (from River Bottom Kennel) one of the friendliest male Beagles in the regional area. And of course, a few times out rabbit hunting all day long would be a real pleasure for this girl who’s heritage is long in skilled rabbit hunters.

At just six weeks old, on my second day with my new family, I was introduced to my first "bunny." By the way  . . . the bunny I met was Queen of Points, the rabbit that has 13 or 14 legs. Funny thing though, I only counted 4 legs on her. I think I over heard her ask my boys if there wasn't something they could do about that "spastic creature" outside her run.