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Fen at nine weeks of age, about the size of Richard's boots.
She was a very lively puppy whose idea of a good game was to
bite and bite some more. To try and break this habit, we
made sure she played with lots of chewy squeaky toys, hence the
toy she is carrying. This worked; she never bit us
again. She is now, when not working, keeping herself
occupied by playing with her collection of toys. She is
the best ball catcher out of all our dogs, and she makes some
spectacular dives into the air, sometimes as high as us, to
catch a ball before any of the others.
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