Sad trivia fact, I remember I had to take my dog out for a walk every night, a big Rhodesian Ridgeback that we had raised from a puppy and he probably weighed about 100 pounds of all muscle. He was a great dog but when he decided it was time to take his master for a walk or drag, it was time. Also the walk ended when he decided to end it.
Anyways I remember walking him at night listening to the Flames playoff game on my watch/radio/calculator that had a mono headset, and could only pick up AM radio and only if you weren't around any kind of shrubbery.
Those were great nights when Peter was still young.
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