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<blockquote data-quote="nofearfactor" data-source="post: 1560411" data-attributes="member: 1535"><p>My ex Marine DI,MP/cop father raised GSDs when I was a kid so I always liked big dogs. As an adult Ive so far had a Chow, a Rott, and a hybrid wolf dog. Live-in girlfriends and 2 former wives all had cats while I had my outside dogs- one ex back in Cali had 7 cats. Im ok with cats as long as it doesnt sleep on my head. My mother always had little dogs, mostly poodles, in the house. I never really cared for little inside dogs. My last ex had a pug and I hated him as much as he hated me. We moved from California to Vegas to Des Moines together and I never got used to that dog, vice versa. </p><p></p><p>When I got with my current Mrs I wanted an English or a French BD but she wanted a Boston- so we ended up with a Boston. He turned out to be an awesome little fella, but one day when he was about 2 he dug under the back chain link fence to 'play' with 2 of our backside neighbors Pits and they mangled him so bad he died in my arms at the vet. The yard dog, a female Beagle my kids owned, just watched the whole scene from our yard while doing her job, her being the smarter of the two dogs. Thousands of dollars in new and better fencing- chain link inner w/ about a foot of it under the ground and 6' cedar privacy fence outer with railroad ties all around a 2 lot sized yard fixed it for the next little guy. </p><p></p><p>I did though what they say not to do when a dog dies, I went right out and got us another Boston from a breeder I found out in Beggs. And he has turned out to be the biggest azzhole I have ever owned, but he loves me to death and I love him and we have a bond. No one else likes him much so he's all my dog. He's as smart as Stephen Hawking. Err, maybe smart is a little bit of a stretch, how about sly and cunning, mischeivous, etc. Certain foods and he farts like an open sewer, the wife wont even let him spend the night in her bedroom. He's now about 35lbs, pretty solid and muscular for a lil guy even though hes on a slim and trim food blend and no table food. He snores about as bad as Ive been told I do. He steals the wifes and the kids socks, shoes, gloves, hats, etc constantly- but never touchs my stuff so Im ok with it. Both my Bostons never chewed a wire or damaged anything in our house as long as they have an abundance of play and chew toys and chew bones- now the house is littered with his stuff. My 14 yr old cant even walk thru the house with shoes on without the dog attacking his shoes and growling and fighting with him- he does this to no one else (my opinion is that a teenagers stinky feet in their stinky sneakers attracts the dog to his shoes...). He is a pure inside guy preferring to nap almost all day and night curled up on the couch in an old afghan my mom made me, its his blankie now after he adopted it. I can leave him at about his maximum 5-7 hours home alone without having to go out and come back and hes right where he was when I left- curled up on the couch on top of 'his' blankie. The wife thinks he pees on the side of the toilet when we're gone and he's home alone- I say its a 14 yr old boy with bad aim because when I leave I close the hallway bathroom door. He likes to go out in the heat but comes back in pretty quick panting after running around with the girls, the Beagles. He loves snow and loves running around in the rain, and he always comes back in clean some how. He is very fastidious about his cleanliness for some reason, almost like a cat. The lil dumbass bolted out into a hail storm once thru a door left open to try and 'catch' the hail. Booming thunder, fireworks, anything loud none of it fazes him- while both the Beagles are under the bed shivering. Im basically stuck with the dude but hes now my constant companion and I wouldnt trade him for anything. He croaks though, then Im going to check into one of those English BDs or the Frenchie...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="nofearfactor, post: 1560411, member: 1535"] My ex Marine DI,MP/cop father raised GSDs when I was a kid so I always liked big dogs. As an adult Ive so far had a Chow, a Rott, and a hybrid wolf dog. Live-in girlfriends and 2 former wives all had cats while I had my outside dogs- one ex back in Cali had 7 cats. Im ok with cats as long as it doesnt sleep on my head. My mother always had little dogs, mostly poodles, in the house. I never really cared for little inside dogs. My last ex had a pug and I hated him as much as he hated me. We moved from California to Vegas to Des Moines together and I never got used to that dog, vice versa. When I got with my current Mrs I wanted an English or a French BD but she wanted a Boston- so we ended up with a Boston. He turned out to be an awesome little fella, but one day when he was about 2 he dug under the back chain link fence to 'play' with 2 of our backside neighbors Pits and they mangled him so bad he died in my arms at the vet. The yard dog, a female Beagle my kids owned, just watched the whole scene from our yard while doing her job, her being the smarter of the two dogs. Thousands of dollars in new and better fencing- chain link inner w/ about a foot of it under the ground and 6' cedar privacy fence outer with railroad ties all around a 2 lot sized yard fixed it for the next little guy. I did though what they say not to do when a dog dies, I went right out and got us another Boston from a breeder I found out in Beggs. And he has turned out to be the biggest azzhole I have ever owned, but he loves me to death and I love him and we have a bond. No one else likes him much so he's all my dog. He's as smart as Stephen Hawking. Err, maybe smart is a little bit of a stretch, how about sly and cunning, mischeivous, etc. Certain foods and he farts like an open sewer, the wife wont even let him spend the night in her bedroom. He's now about 35lbs, pretty solid and muscular for a lil guy even though hes on a slim and trim food blend and no table food. He snores about as bad as Ive been told I do. He steals the wifes and the kids socks, shoes, gloves, hats, etc constantly- but never touchs my stuff so Im ok with it. Both my Bostons never chewed a wire or damaged anything in our house as long as they have an abundance of play and chew toys and chew bones- now the house is littered with his stuff. My 14 yr old cant even walk thru the house with shoes on without the dog attacking his shoes and growling and fighting with him- he does this to no one else (my opinion is that a teenagers stinky feet in their stinky sneakers attracts the dog to his shoes...). He is a pure inside guy preferring to nap almost all day and night curled up on the couch in an old afghan my mom made me, its his blankie now after he adopted it. I can leave him at about his maximum 5-7 hours home alone without having to go out and come back and hes right where he was when I left- curled up on the couch on top of 'his' blankie. The wife thinks he pees on the side of the toilet when we're gone and he's home alone- I say its a 14 yr old boy with bad aim because when I leave I close the hallway bathroom door. He likes to go out in the heat but comes back in pretty quick panting after running around with the girls, the Beagles. He loves snow and loves running around in the rain, and he always comes back in clean some how. He is very fastidious about his cleanliness for some reason, almost like a cat. The lil dumbass bolted out into a hail storm once thru a door left open to try and 'catch' the hail. Booming thunder, fireworks, anything loud none of it fazes him- while both the Beagles are under the bed shivering. Im basically stuck with the dude but hes now my constant companion and I wouldnt trade him for anything. He croaks though, then Im going to check into one of those English BDs or the Frenchie... [/QUOTE]
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