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Okay, okay, so women can't resist buns either.. sheesh.

Don't like dogs. Got bit in the face by a rather large female German Shepard named Queenie. She then shook her head and tossed me over the railing on the porch where I landed 12 foot down on the ground. The only mark I have from that incident is a faint scar under my left eye that is barely noticeable, until I point it out.

I prefer cats. Though I have been known to have a 'truce' with a dog or two. (One was a shepard / lab mix named Bear. The other was a shepard / huskie mix named Tiny.) Haven't had a dog in a year or two. Instead I have a 22 pound psychotic cat that seems to be paranoid delusional to boot.

A side-tracked thought here. What is with women and staring at me backside? I'm 5foot 5 inches tall and a fly-weight. It's not like there's anything to notice, give me a break here...