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PUPPY McGUIRE!!
This has no format, except to deliver pictures of my cutest friend (no offense Ed).

My dingo, not the wild beast one expects...

Why do I call him a dingo some ask...

McGUIRE

DINGO

Any animal as feral and dangerous looking as McGuire cannot be called just a dog, that would lull the public into a sense of complacency regarding his real nature; a confusion that could easily lead to more confusion.
Huh?

You should never put anything that close to a dogs nose...

"Move over nice dog, a mean old dog is movin' in."

Soft... Looks good... Lays on the floor... This is almost like another puppy!

Do not, I repeat, DO NOT disturb my girlie.

I barked once and you kept playing, now I have to punish you.

I'm sittin', I'm smilin', I'm good, short time delay, I am ready... hey, what's that...

McGuire on one of his green blankies (the hole is from when he was a puppy!), and with Midnight, SGT MACS dingo.

More of the dingos, sleeping after playtime, then catching their second wind. Floppy ears apparently run in the family.

I get depressed sometimes when I think about water, especially rain. Rain is wet, like a puddle that follows you, but colder. I don't like rain. Sniff, foof, sigh. OK, make it stop.

The North American Dingo's natural habitat, the silk rug. Dingo's least favorite climate, rain. (Cutest picture in the world!)

The North American Dingo's primary food supply, plastic lobster-shaped harmonicas. Dingo's dens? Wherever the people are.

The young dingo does not like to be photographed. This was taken in February 2000, when McGuire was small..

He is now 80+ pounds, and still acts like a puppy, including curling up on top of us. The only real difference is that he no longer can fit under the couch.

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