|I Deal In Lead|
Sorry, but you reminded me of something and I have to post it.
I was at a lake, camped out on the bank and another group of people set up camp around 50 yards away. I had my lab off leash as he wouldn't go anywhere away from me without permission. The kids from the adjacent camp came over and asked if the dog could play in the water with them and their volleyball. I said no and they went back to their own camp.
Then the father of the kids came over, obviously upset because I said no. He said "what could happen?" I told him my dog would bite the ball and blow it up. He looked at my lab and said "no way" and that I was being a jerk. So I said okay, he can play with your kids and gave the dog the release verbage.
About 5 minutes later the dog got the ball in the water, chomped and blew it up.
Then the father came over and asked me if I was going to pay to replace the ball. I said no and called the dog back.
End of story.
That always kills me how strangers can come up to you and think they can play with your dog! In public, my boy is always on his leash, he doesn't like strange or weird people, and he will let you know "hands off me".
Our Jesse Mastiff, sadly taken by cancer at a young age, took his role as Family Protector very seriously.
He was my buddy, but his loyalty to my wife, and his affection for her, were the main things in his life.
When they were out and about, he would assess people who approached them. If he approved of the person, he was the friendliest, gentlest, dog imaginable. On the other hand, if he sensed something that he did not like, he would place himself between my wife and the other person, stand sideways, and lean into the stranger, pushing with his two hundred pound bulk, while making rumbling sounds. Nobody ever had to be told twice.
Any cocktail can be a shrimp cocktail if you put your mind to it, and if you carry lots of loose shrimp in your pocket.
הרחפת שלי מלאה בצלופחים
|Only the strong survive|
Back in the day growing up, the neighbor had a German Shepard that hated cats and would catch any cat that wondered into his yard. The dog could leap seven feet up at tree.
The neighbor was able to give the dog to the Army to be trained as a Service Dog.
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