True story (really): Had a pretty gal friend — lost touch years ago — who had an Irish wolfhound. She was walking her dog one Spring day, and a guy with a pitbull on a leash was coming the other way. He let go of the dog’s leash and said “sick ‘im.” The pit bull charged. Friend yelled, “call him off,” he shrugged. So she let her dog go, too.
The result: one swipe of a paw, one broken-back dead pitbull. The jerk wasn’t too happy, but what was he going to do?
PS That Irish wolfhound was a great dog — extremely playful and friendly. Only problem is that he thought he was a lapdog — ooooffff! (For those who don’t know, Irish wolfhounds can be HUGE, and this one was.)
PPS Don’t blame the dogs, in the story or here. Blame the sorry, worthless, scumbag owners. Uncle has rotty’s, which are as demonized as pit bulls. Always has, always will. Great, fun, friendly, loyal dogs, all of ‘em. Why? Because that’s how he raises them. Now, I still pity anyone who breaks into his place...
“oooofff”.....more like smoooosh!
Wow, now that is another Dog Story. Hopefully I’ll be a responsible dog owner. So far so good. Thanks for the ping. I enjoyed your story very much.
“oooofff”.....more like smoooosh!
Wow, now that is another Dog Story. Hopefully I’ll be a responsible dog owner. So far so good. Thanks for the ping. I enjoyed your story very much.