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Article: ONE DOG, ONE BEACH - AND WAY TOO MANY HOLES.(DAILY BREAK)
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- The Virginian-Pilot (Norfolk, VA)
- Article date:
- June 5, 1996
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Byline: Larry Maddry
IT'S SUMMERTIME and, brother, does my dog Mabel dig the beach.
Literally. I have never seen a dog more intent on finding oil, water or whatever in the sand.
Mabel's a cocker spaniel. The dog's not much larger than a big loaf of bread with legs. But she can move more sand than a Corps of Engineers dredge.
People tend to like Mabel. She's a sandy cocker with floppy ears. And friendly - wagging her tail at just about everybody.
But once we hit the beach, spread the blanket, set up the chair, and open the umbrella, there's a complete personality change. She is a dog with a mission.
Her eyes narrow. Her black lips pull back, exposing ...