Can't help much on the computer but the dog's a different story.
I had a Rat Terrier- the smartest, hyperest, craziest, funnist dog i've ever had. He wanted to go with me fishing, so I tried-twice. Both times he would chase the lure from the back of the boat to the front and almost fall in trying to catch it-so much for being quite. Getting a fish into the boat was another story-he thought it was he job to kill that d--- thing! Could out run and outjump any animal control guy in town. Climb chain link fence like a cat. No lie, have witnesses. Went to Alaska had to leave him at my Moms. Anything under 70 degrees he shook like a leaf. He hated anything that flew and would jump and catch red wasps and would kill them by poping them between his teeth while keeping his lips curled up out of the way of the stinger. He found a soft spot in the ole man's heart, hard to do for most dogs- he was a coon hunter, loved his redbones. Got ran over at Mom's house crossing the road. She found him still warm broke their hearts and ours.
Oh sorry, kinda got off track.
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