Over the weekend Mrs D and I took da dumb dog for a walk in WT, in a different place than we usually walk, cuz I wanted to check something out. Now, when Mrs D walks the dog, the mere though of another dog biting her precious, makes her cross the street when anything bigger than a Yorkie is on the horizon. And especially if what’s on the horizon in any way shape or form resembles a pit bull.
I, otoh, think a good dogfight builds character, so I let the dumb dog sniff just about whatever he wants. Therefore, we have a compromise. When we walk together, (that is, Mrs D, myself, and dumbo) she walks the dog, until a vicious breed, like a cocker spaniel, comes ambling along. Then I take the leash, and Mrs D covers an eye or two, trembling in fear that dumbo will get a biting.
Sure enough here comes another shelter pit bull reject, towing a cute thirty-something woman, who must have seen the fear in Mrs. D’s eyes…. so immediately she pipes up ‘He’s Friendly’, that doggie code phrase. FOLLOWED BY ‘…but socially backward’.
He’s friendly, but socially backward? WTF? I rubbed my eyes. I thought I must be back in the Slope.
Then after some ass-smelling, dumbo proceeded to try and bite him. The third pit in as many weeks he’s tried to bite, Fortunately he’s a needle-nose Sheltie so he doesn’t do any damage.
OK this is really creepy. Apparently my 3 year old son just announced that “great grandpa is going to die in a few days.” (Mrs Jackal’s grandfather). Out of the blue and there is no particular reason to be saying that sort of thing. Does that send a chill down your spine or what?? I sure hope he’s wrong.
CGar,
I enjoyed the movie too,
Alan Arkin, John Voight and Art Garfunkel if I remember correctly.
A great screen adaptation of a war classic, at least in my humble opinion was The Slaughter House Five, based on the Kurt Vonnegut classic.
“In New Guinea,
don’t they make you climb a wooden tower
and throw you off with a “bungee” strapped
to your weiner or something like that…
for your 18th birthday?”
Biting a pitbull is just a bad idea for any size dog.
Over the weekend Mrs D and I took da dumb dog for a walk in WT, in a different place than we usually walk, cuz I wanted to check something out. Now, when Mrs D walks the dog, the mere though of another dog biting her precious, makes her cross the street when anything bigger than a Yorkie is on the horizon. And especially if what’s on the horizon in any way shape or form resembles a pit bull.
I, otoh, think a good dogfight builds character, so I let the dumb dog sniff just about whatever he wants. Therefore, we have a compromise. When we walk together, (that is, Mrs D, myself, and dumbo) she walks the dog, until a vicious breed, like a cocker spaniel, comes ambling along. Then I take the leash, and Mrs D covers an eye or two, trembling in fear that dumbo will get a biting.
Sure enough here comes another shelter pit bull reject, towing a cute thirty-something woman, who must have seen the fear in Mrs. D’s eyes…. so immediately she pipes up ‘He’s Friendly’, that doggie code phrase. FOLLOWED BY ‘…but socially backward’.
He’s friendly, but socially backward? WTF? I rubbed my eyes. I thought I must be back in the Slope.
Then after some ass-smelling, dumbo proceeded to try and bite him. The third pit in as many weeks he’s tried to bite, Fortunately he’s a needle-nose Sheltie so he doesn’t do any damage.
if actually happened, then would be creepy.
but giving cash, ET, is not going out and getting a gift.
OK this is really creepy. Apparently my 3 year old son just announced that “great grandpa is going to die in a few days.” (Mrs Jackal’s grandfather). Out of the blue and there is no particular reason to be saying that sort of thing. Does that send a chill down your spine or what?? I sure hope he’s wrong.
CGar,
lol, survivor too,
check this out
Vanatu Land Divers
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MdmbkeJe6zo
CGar,
I enjoyed the movie too,
Alan Arkin, John Voight and Art Garfunkel if I remember correctly.
A great screen adaptation of a war classic, at least in my humble opinion was The Slaughter House Five, based on the Kurt Vonnegut classic.
et,
get him the dvd of VH1 “tool academy” as a cautionary tale.
“In New Guinea,
don’t they make you climb a wooden tower
and throw you off with a “bungee” strapped
to your weiner or something like that…
for your 18th birthday?”
You’re thinking of Survivor, Legion.