Shooting by a dog at a rest stop, yeah you read it right, a dog

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Criticalt said:
I love dogs!

But, in certain circumstances, I would definitely eat a dog. Not my dog, but someone's dog.
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In certain circumstances, I'd feed a person to my dog.

It's not cannibalism when it's cross species, and you don't want all that meat going to waste after you have to defend yourself during the apocalypse.

"How come your dog looks better fed than you ?"

"Because cows aren't coming around trying to steal my shit"
 
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spat said:
In certain circumstances, I'd feed a person to my dog.

It's not cannibalism when it's cross species, and you don't want all that meat going to waste after you have to defend yourself during the apocalypse.

"How come your dog looks better fed than you ?"

"Because cows aren't coming around trying to steal my shit"
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When my wife and I first got together in 2003, she came with baggage....a 100 pound one year old puppy!
I was home on leave so we had a party to break in the new home. Things were going great, everyone was drunk, then my wifes (GF at the time) ex boyfriend showed up with four of his buddies. They were already drunk, and they were looking for trouble. Her ex was a BIG guy, I say was because hes dead now.
I was out back at the fire when I hear an altercation coming from the back porch of the house.
The story goes that the ex cornered my wife in the kitchen, because he wanted to talk. Mind you, this was 2005, so we had been living together for 2 years already.
My wife yelled for my friend Mike who was in the living room. Then a couple of the Shawn's (the ex) friends headed into the kitchen. Mike told my wife to go into the living room, Shawn tries to stop her, and everything went to hell. About 6 of my friends did what friends do, they started swinging.
Shawn is a BIG guy, 6'7" 310 pounds or so. The biggest of my group was Mike at 6'3" maybe 170....but hes scrappy as hell.
Ok, now the important part.
My wifes dog Duke was about 125 pounds at the time was chilling somewhere in the house. When the fight broke out, he b-lined to my wife. Shawn had broken free of Mike, the Honey Badger, and was running from the kitchen to the living room. He met face to face with Duke who was coming into the kitchen. Shawn grabbed a frying pan from the counter and full swung it into Dukes head. Shawn made it to the back porch, this is where I heard it. I saw Shawn running with Duke in hot pursuit. Shawn tripped on the stairs, Duke tore into him extremely violently. Everyone was shocked. By the time I got there, Shawn was a bloody mess. I had no idea what was going on, but I saw my friends with various battle wounds. We scooped Shawn off the ground and sent him and his friends on their way. My wifes idiot aunt called the cops to tell them Shawn was driving extremely drunk. The cops knew him well, they met him in his driveway.
He ended up with stitches in both hands, his elbow, and had to have 40 stitches to put his man titty back on. Duke had nearly removed his boob. A piece of his left ring finger was never found. Our story is that Duke ate it. Where else could 1/2 inch of finger hide?
100% true story.
This is the only picture of Duke on this phone. This is when he first came into my life at about 1 year old. He died it 2012. He was a good boy. Hes on the right...his illegitimate son Iggy is on the left.
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I did find another picture of him when he was older, this is about 2011. Believe it or not, the Trump hair was photo shopped on by me. :)
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