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This is Magnus, my Norwegian Elkhound that my sister and I received when I was 15. He is just about to turn 14 [which is about four years longer than his breed normally lives.] and is nearly completely deaf, except for that odd 4th of July firework which he hears clear as a bell.
He lives in Wisconsin with my parents, loves
pickled herring, long walks in the snow, and barking at children.
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