Bob was my dog, an English Bull Terrier. He was very handsome, stubborn, and dumb as shit. But there wasn't a mean bone in his entire body, which was basically a large muscle attached to a large head. And there'd be times he'd take take your breath away just by watching him move, run, and I swear he could even pirouette- when he wasn't knocking stuff (incl myself) over. I sure miss the guy; I always will...
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Nice story Stan. Bob is a handsome devil.
Stan I had a mate who had one called 'Pig' sweet & thick he was would hang in the air all day from a rubber dog chew. Pet's what would we do in this crazy world without them?
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