I had a German Shepard and a Pitt Bull Terrior once upon a time.
They used to sleep in the kitchen at night. One morning I got up and they had pulled out every bit of stuffing from their dog blanket and ripped it all up in to 1000 pieces then one of them decided to **** all over the whole floor.
That image of all that white fluff balls mixed up with lumps of sticky **** everywhere makes me ill.
Another dog story.
Ron Your sisters Boxer dog called Dug.
This is just a few things it eat when it was locked in the kitchen when we were out.
A full bunch of bananas in the skins.
A full frozen loaf of bread still in its packet.
A box of 12 or 13 persil tablets for the wachine machine.
It also ate its own shite at any given moment. It would just sook a huge turd up off the deck as soon as it layed the ****er.
I think it got a smell of the food it had ate in the shite or something.
It was a disgusting ****er but at the same time totally loyal and full of beans but i would still avoid Boxers mate.
I used to have the mate who was a born again christian and he would come round and visit me and Rons sister and he would let dug the boxer dog lick him from the bottom of the face right up to the top.
I used to tell him the dog was a manky fecker but that wouldnt put him off.
Still makes me laugh when i think about it.
Avoid dogs mate.
Grant.
They used to sleep in the kitchen at night. One morning I got up and they had pulled out every bit of stuffing from their dog blanket and ripped it all up in to 1000 pieces then one of them decided to **** all over the whole floor.
That image of all that white fluff balls mixed up with lumps of sticky **** everywhere makes me ill.
Another dog story.
Ron Your sisters Boxer dog called Dug.
This is just a few things it eat when it was locked in the kitchen when we were out.
A full bunch of bananas in the skins.
A full frozen loaf of bread still in its packet.
A box of 12 or 13 persil tablets for the wachine machine.
It also ate its own shite at any given moment. It would just sook a huge turd up off the deck as soon as it layed the ****er.
I think it got a smell of the food it had ate in the shite or something.
It was a disgusting ****er but at the same time totally loyal and full of beans but i would still avoid Boxers mate.
I used to have the mate who was a born again christian and he would come round and visit me and Rons sister and he would let dug the boxer dog lick him from the bottom of the face right up to the top.
I used to tell him the dog was a manky fecker but that wouldnt put him off.
Still makes me laugh when i think about it.
Avoid dogs mate.
Grant.
