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Cindy was our fast Boxer and, like first children, suffered as we went through the learning experiences. She was a plain fawn with little white feet and a blaze on her forechest We both loved her and she returned that favour. We lived close to Hermann Park, in Houston, which afforded a great place for walks and training. I got a book about dog obedience and we did pretty well, although I didn’t know that one bust was not the end in efforts to get a CD. So, we never got it. She was a fine Boxer .. maybe the best. I sacrificed her, at age eleven, as her mammary cancer hurt her.
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