My letter carrier Jimbo reminded me that it was duck season. Though I am not a hunter, when I saw the 99 cent honking duck at the big box store, I could not resist. And with that purchase, my afternoon with Bailey trans- formed. Bailey has never been happier as he chomped and wrestled and shook the "bejesus" (my college dean's term) out of that helpless stuffed duck. 
Bernese Retriever, perhaps?
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