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The Dog Scrapbook: The English Springer Spaniel Edition is a collection of the best writings on the charming world of dogs and dog ownership, including everything from essays and anecdotes, to poems and literary excerpts. The book is illustrated throughout by a range of vintage photographs of the breed, drawn from our library of extremely scarce and sought-after breed books. The perfect gift for the canine-inclined. "With eye upraised his master's look to scan, The joy, the solace, and the aid of man; The rich man's guardian and the poor man's friend, The only creature faithful to end." Crabbe.…mehr

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The Dog Scrapbook: The English Springer Spaniel Edition is a collection of the best writings on the charming world of dogs and dog ownership, including everything from essays and anecdotes, to poems and literary excerpts. The book is illustrated throughout by a range of vintage photographs of the breed, drawn from our library of extremely scarce and sought-after breed books. The perfect gift for the canine-inclined. "With eye upraised his master's look to scan, The joy, the solace, and the aid of man; The rich man's guardian and the poor man's friend, The only creature faithful to end." Crabbe.

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Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stocking was hung by the chimney with care, In the that St. Nicholas soon would be there. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads. And mamma in her kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap;