Pretty much my whole life I lived with a dog.
I was about 5 years old, living in the Chicago suburbs when we got robbed when we were gone.
So my Dad decided we needed a dog.
We got a boxer that extremely protective of my brothers and I.
One day I did something stupid and my Dad spanked me. As my Dad was walking out of the room, our boxer jumped up and nipped his butt.
That made my Dad love that dog more and made me love my Dad even more!!!!
Step son and I were siting on the couch watching TV.
My 220 pound English Mastiff was asleep with her head laying on my foot.
Step son gave me one of those manly taps on the shoulder.
Mastiff raised her head and growled to let my step son know that behavior was unacceptable.
I thought that would make you love your dog more.