used to have this monster big baby red nose pit. a true wiggle but when happy. only one small problem with him, gas. I mean you run outside as fast as you could gas. he loved kids, hell, damn near everyone. but he had gas. the vet had me feed him 10 different types of food. even tried to clean out his gut a few times. nothing worked. he was faring until he passed good dog. he also used to knock your beer over if you didn't watch and drink it. and afterwards he want to craw up in your lap, while farting his ass off. really a great dog, but he was better outside and down wind.
never thought about doing that. just kept my eye on where I sit my beer down. worse was in winter, you open the door and he right there, farting his ass off. got so bad at times I put in one of those high power room fan to blow the smell outside never care much for pits before I got him. other than the gas problem, he was a great dog to have around. my neighbor's kid love to walk him, she was all of maybe 50 pounds wet. damn dog weigh close to 80 ! the brothers used to cross the street when they saw her walking him. duder, the farting bastard !
Had a dalmatian/great pyr mix wander up one day and insist he was our new dog. He had clearly been abused at his previous place and always greeted you like that. Figured it was a warning that he'd defend himself, but he was the most loveable goob. Even our vet broke down and cried when he inevitably lost his fight to endocarditis.
He's smiling. I used to have a dog that could smile. He loved everybody - dogs, cats, kids, adults, it didn't matter. He liked everyone. He even liked the vet.
Then one night when I wasn't home, he saved my S.O. from a rapist. He only weighed 35 pounds or so, but I guess he had a hundred pounds of fight in him.
used to have this monster big baby red nose pit. a true wiggle but when happy. only one small problem with him, gas. I mean you run outside as fast as you could gas. he loved kids, hell, damn near everyone. but he had gas. the vet had me feed him 10 different types of food.
ReplyDeleteeven tried to clean out his gut a few times. nothing worked. he was faring until he passed
good dog. he also used to knock your beer over if you didn't watch and drink it.
and afterwards he want to craw up in your lap, while farting his ass off.
really a great dog, but he was better outside and down wind.
CharlieGodammit would do the same thing with beer. I cured him of that by filling up a beer can with concentrated lemon juice and leaving the room.
Deletenever thought about doing that. just kept my eye on where I sit my beer down.
Deleteworse was in winter, you open the door and he right there, farting his ass off.
got so bad at times I put in one of those high power room fan to blow the smell outside
never care much for pits before I got him. other than the gas problem, he was a great dog to have around. my neighbor's kid love to walk him, she was all of maybe 50 pounds wet. damn dog weigh close to 80 ! the brothers used to cross the street when they saw her walking him. duder, the farting bastard !
Watch it. He looks dangerous.
ReplyDeleteYeah, he'll grin you to death.
DeleteMy Smilin' Big Buddy (110 pounds) used to scare the crap out of my neighbor's old lady.
DeleteBut then she was an idiot, so there's that.
Had a dalmatian/great pyr mix wander up one day and insist he was our new dog. He had clearly been abused at his previous place and always greeted you like that. Figured it was a warning that he'd defend himself, but he was the most loveable goob. Even our vet broke down and cried when he inevitably lost his fight to endocarditis.
ReplyDeleteThe tail is the tell.
ReplyDeleteHe's smiling. I used to have a dog that could smile. He loved everybody - dogs, cats, kids, adults, it didn't matter. He liked everyone. He even liked the vet.
ReplyDeleteThen one night when I wasn't home, he saved my S.O. from a rapist. He only weighed 35 pounds or so, but I guess he had a hundred pounds of fight in him.