Join Date: Jun 2009
Location: Here, of course
My favorite all time dog wasn't even mine. Dargua was her name, I'm probably butchering the spelling of that, it means "red" in Gaelic. Pronounced "Dara", she was a small Border Collie, white and red. Small, as in 35-ish pounds. What she lacked in size she made up for with blazing speed and cat-like reflexes. She was hyper-intelligent and a snuggler of heroic proportions. She would run and jump into my arms, flip over and demand to be carried around cradled like a baby. She slept on my chest, curled up like a cat. This wasn't even my dog, but for whatever reason when I was around she focused on me, we had a very strong bond. She died of cancer, it took hold in her lower jaw and the docs said there wasn't much that could be done. So her owners kept close tabs on her and PTS when quality of life began to ebb. That dog was like a magnesium flare in a room of candles, she could dance around the raindrops.
Least favorite? Been bitten(for real) a few times. A JRT, a min-pin and a mini-poodle. Don't like those dogs too much. Still have the scar from the JRT, that was well over 10 years ago. Little jerk removed flesh from my calf, ripped my jeans too. Terriers might be sort of small but they hit like a truck.
Never cook bacon while naked.