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Forget the Monday Night meow—here’s three minutes of a dog weaving in and out of plays during an Auburn spring practice in 1964.
Around 1:20 he even gets in on a tackle. No one bats an eye.
As to my theory that Auburn is the college campus exhibit in some sort of Platonic Disneyland, Air Bud: The Dog Bone Formation (or should it be The Twelfth Man’s Best Friend?) might even trump the Flubber punts, etc.
h/t Jonathan Morris.