I take it you don't hunt pigs... My dog was/is a lil bit chubby too. It just means we love em too much.
Only hunting bubbles is gonna do is a food dish I do hunt pigs, I just don't have my own dogs. same with bear.
Here is my Rottweiler, Roxy. She is fantastic and on Sundays, she plops herself on the couch and watches the game with me. And for comparisons sake, here is my girlfriend's stupid dog, Chula, a pitbull. One watches Dolphins games, the other is still trying to find its way out of the towel o' doom. Which one is smarter? Oh, and I have cats, but who cares about cats?
Hey now not all of us are in a place that's condusive to dog ownership. I lived in an apartment and ended up with three stupid cats now that I'm in a house I don't want to add the investment of an animal that eats & s**ts more than I do. When at least two of the cats die I'll get a dog.
I used to have a rottweiler, till my pitbull killed it. that rottweiler is pretty. really can't see the pitbull.
I have three cats myself. Growing up, my mom never allowed dogs, so I was a cat person by default. That is, until my mom broke down and got a dog. Then I realized, at least for me, what a pet can bring to a home. Cats are fine. They have personalities and are easy to take care of. But dog's are genuinely a part of my family. That is just my opinion though. I can't remember who said it, but I read a quote one time that was something similar to the following: Dogs look at you and say, "Wow, you feed me, bath me, and put a roof over my head. YOU must be a god!" Cats look at you and say, "Wow, you feed me, bath me and put a roof over my head. I must be a god!" Here is Chula doing her Mother Theresa pose. The rotty actually has been trying to establish her dominance recently over TWO family pitbulls. Needless to say, the pitbulls don't like having their spots challenged. In turn we have to keep them away form each other at times. They are best buds when it comes time to jump in the pool though...
These pics are about a year old. Sadie and Penny sleeping Still Sleeping Penny Sleeping on my arm Penny Still sleepin
Damn, when I started this thread, I thought I would be the only guy with a fartin snorin bulldog. Do I happen to be the only dummy that lets them sleep on the bed?
Yeah, I was gone hunting, and the neighbor told my wife,when she got home from work, that the dogs had been fighting really bad. When my wife went out to check on them, she found the Rottweiler in the garage dead, and the pitbull with blood dripping off her face. She had ripped the Rottweilers back leg off at the hip, and had chewed all the meat off to the bone. My wife was pregnant with my son, and had to take the pitbull to be put to sleep, while my brother, Hero 13, had to bury the Rottweiler. This attack was so brutal that there was blood on the ceiling of the garage. These two dogs were raised together since they were pups. Best I can tell, the neighbor had thrown some ribs over the fence to the dogs, and it caused a huge fight between them. The Rottweiler was about 3, and the Pit was approx 4 years old at the time.
The rotty sleeps on the bed...but then again, I don't have much of a choice. She is damn near bigger than me and her teeth hurt like hell...
funny how they become part of the family that way. and know when its bed time. Rottweilers are great dogs. someday I'll get another one.
Here's Chorizo the day I brought him home. He was born on Dec 24 06. Here's Rusty as a pup, he was born Oct 15 07. These two are best friends and inseparable. The day we brought Rusty home, Chorizo freaked out a little and sulked like a jealous child. But soon afterward he realized that when Mommy and Daddy were gone he had a buddy around that he could get in trouble with. These two strung toilet paper around the entire house one day, it ticked me off, but it also made me laugh my *** off. The house was trashed, they took a total of three rolls and tore them up all over the bedroom and upstairs hallway, as well as the staircase and living room. We learned a valuable lesson on closing doors that day. They are avid duck chasers and lizard hunters and fiercely defend our home from all sorts of threats; neighbors, the Pitbull next door, the mailman, blowing leaves, you name it, we're safe. Yes they sleep in the bed, and at 10:00 PM they start to bug me for their end of night walk (they don't go to the door, they jump on my chest and Chorizo smacks my face with his paw when he wants out, I have no idea how he came up with that) then when the walk is done they race upstairs and jump in bed with their heads on the pillows. It's a friggin trip. As well as being friends they are fierce competitors. When they're out they will take turns peeing on everything that sticks out of the ground, one after the other, until they are bone dry. And when it comes to chips and bones and the like, I find them hidden everywhere, one of them even stashed one on my desk on time, behind my keyboard. Anyway, these are my kids, and my wife and I love 'em and take good care of them and every Sunday morning they go to the dog park for a two hour romp with the other terrors that tires them out so they are nice and peaceful during the football game.
I adopted Zack in the first week of May from a rescue (he's about two now), and got Ally from the same resue back in early September I think (she should be one now). They are my kids, and although they took some adjustment they are good friends now. Zack has another dog to play with now, which brings a good side out of him, though he is still happiest curled up in your lap. Both came from bad homes before (Zack likely abused, and Ally at best was neglected and undercared for because she was full of bugs/bites and missing hair when the rescue got her) but now are in a loving home. Ally gets in trouble from time to time (destructive habits), and doesn't always go potty outside but she is much better about everything now after a month or so. (all these are from their first couple days together, ALly has put on more weight, and hair has grown back from her surgery) Ally may be a cat: Maybe not: Fighting over a rawhide (they each got one, but wanted each others), Zack looks possessed: Ally sleeping on Zack, who had been asleep: Sleeping outside (when they are their best!):
She came with the name - we adopted her from a woman who actually gave her away through freecycle. She was pregnant with twins and already had a set of 2 year old twins and just felt she couldn't keep the doggy. I couldn't bear to change the name and besides my youngest daughter comes up with the greatest names for her: lima bean, butter bean, green bean, etc.
