S. Cane
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I'm a dog man. And this guy has been my friend for the last 11 years.
Show your pups.
Show your pups.
Sorry to hear that.
Fourteen year old sister and brother, Zoe' and Boo!, expecting a treat. Zoe' passed last Thursday.
Bob
Someone might figure out your name and were you live if you post your dog !Come on guys, I don’t think these are the only dogs here. Keep the mutts coming!
Here's Boo!, who was pictured above with his late sister. He just got out of the vet hospital and is doing better after a blocked intestine. Here, I'm sitting on a backyard swing throwning his "horrible pig" (six-inch long ribber pig with a squeaker) to him. In this shot I tossed it overhead onto the little awning over the swing and he is staring intensely, waiting for me to "free the pig" and let him catch it.
When it comes to retrieval, Boo! is all in. There is nothing except the pig... nothing gets in his way. His handiwork is pictured behind him: that fire pit has been wiped out repeatedly as he went for a retrieve and you can see the bent rail and foot it sports to prove his intensity. Boo! was sold to us thirteen and a half years ago as purebred Labrador retriever but I think a Great Dane got in the pile somewhere because he is all muscle, rangy and strong. He is also our empath, and runs to comfort anyone who is hurt or coughs the least bit.
That is, except me, when he is retrieving. He is all buisiness then. Yesterday I was throwing for him and in his competitive spirit he tried, and failed, to grab the pig as it left my hand on a toss. That is too say he missed his timing and clamped down on MY HAND instead. Besides feeling like I stuck my hand in a hydraulic press, I immediately began to bleed like a sieve because I take a blood thinner. The turkey was only interested in the whereabouts of his precious pig!
Bob