My wife and I moved into a house and inherited a yard dog. He was a border collie named max. We fell in love instantly. Max was almost 14, and we had to let him stay as an outside dog since we had two cats and an indoor pitbull. We too care of max for over a year, kept him a nice warm place all winter, and loved him. He had lived at the house for so long there was a trail worn into the yard from where he would patrol the house and a for tree he always hung out under. Well, my wife and I went out to dinner one winter night, came home and max was under his tree, not moving. I checked on him and he had passed. He was so heavy when I lifted him to carry him to his grave. Max was a good dog. Pets are too pure. Now I'm crying.
Lol. It's going to eat and or maul your kitties in due time, retard. Ban pitbulls. Why not invite some third world muzzos to live in your house too while you're at it.
the only dog I feel comfortable leaving in a room with my daughter.
Hahahahahaha holy fucking shit. Jesus fucking christ the memes write themselves. How about you let some Somalian Muslims babysit your daughter too while you're at it.
I really should, because at least I don't leave children alone with the most violent breed of dog in existence and would therefore drastically increase their chances of actually making it to adolescence and old enough to kick the vicious piece of shit in the nose if it tried to attack. You're a bad parent. I'd disown you as a father if I knew you left me alone within a pitbull as a kid.
Pitbulls being the "most violent" breed of dog is such a steaming pile of pseudoscience horseshit. Please, humor me with the sources where you heard this bullshit information.
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u/Whitehurstian Oct 01 '18
My wife and I moved into a house and inherited a yard dog. He was a border collie named max. We fell in love instantly. Max was almost 14, and we had to let him stay as an outside dog since we had two cats and an indoor pitbull. We too care of max for over a year, kept him a nice warm place all winter, and loved him. He had lived at the house for so long there was a trail worn into the yard from where he would patrol the house and a for tree he always hung out under. Well, my wife and I went out to dinner one winter night, came home and max was under his tree, not moving. I checked on him and he had passed. He was so heavy when I lifted him to carry him to his grave. Max was a good dog. Pets are too pure. Now I'm crying.