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It’s not a dog. Doesn’t look like one. Doesn’t shoot like one. But it followed me to work today like a dog. A lot of youngsters, mid-sters and old-sters, too, shy away when there’s work to be done. Not this rifle, though. Last shooter at a meatball stage? Let’s go! First in the squad to shoot into the rising sun? Do it! Why combine these parts into one unit? Funny you should ask . . . A couple of years ago Kent - badly - wanted the action I was using, so I swapped h …