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Drake!
Look Out!
You're gonna end up on a Calender with Hunky Men!
Lose the hat!

Ang,
I agree with you that females are more high maintenance.
A male goes out into his 'space' and pees on everyting. Says to himself, "OK, I've marked everything that is mine!" And goes into 'Siesta' mode.
A female comes along, takes a sniff, and says, "I'll deal with that issue later!"
Dogs lives are based on a 'Matriarchal' Society.
The female rules, and the males take their place until they are needed.
It's not unlike our own society when you think about it.
Behind every good man, stands a great woman.
That is why I prefer female dogs!
They make sure that other dogs respect their 'space'!
Just my humble opinion.
John

Can definately see the Rotti face.
Body looks like it could have some Boxer.
Rott x Boxer + uncropped tail + Swiffer Duster = Clean House!
Talk about genetic engineering serving ALL of Mankind!

I don't think I'd recognise your posts If I didn't see Donut!
I once lost a favored Pet in a divorce.
Instead of a new girlfriend, I got a new pet!
Worked out Great.

There is a Visla pup that makes a beeline to Tulsa whenever he comes to the park. Starts licking her mouth and submitting. Tulsa backs up in every conceivable direction to avoid the attention. You can almost hear her spit and say 'Phooey'! The pup persists, and Tulsa puts a paw on him and gives a low growl, and the pup runs.
The funny part, though, is when the pup confronts a dog that can hurt it, Tulsa is there to protect the pup!
Women!

Now you need another pup and name it "Crackers"!

I think I may have posted this story before, but here we go again.
I grew up on the Russian River in Healdsburg, lived in the trailer park behind the Veterans Mememorial Beach.
I reckon I was "Trailer Trash"! But , HEY! I didn't know any better!
My brother and I were walking along the road, dragging a wagon, I think it was a 'Flexible Flyer', or one of those now coveted contraptions, we had liberated it from someones front yard. They weren't using it so...
As we were walking down the road, a man stopped his car beside us.
We didn't even think that he could be a perv. That didn't happen in the 50's.
He came around to my brother and I, and asked if we wanted a Dog! He opened the trunk of his car, and there sat the most beautiful dog my brother and I had ever seen!
As soon as it saw us he started giving us kisses and wiggled like you couldn't believe!
We loaded him into the confiscated wagon and headed home.
When we pulled up to our trailer, Mom wanted to know where we got the wagon. When she saw the dog, she said Oh My God, your Daddy's gonna beat you!
It took all of 15 minutes for Mom to love the dog!
When Dad got home from work, he didn't have a chance!
I know the name is a bit lame, but we decided on "Sparky"!
Our parakeet would drive him crazy, calling his name and whistling for him.
Sparky would charge out from under the trailer and give that bird the most hateful look you could ever imagine..
One day, Sparky and I were walking down the beach to go fishing.
Now it was early in the morning, about 9:30 and there are not a lot of sunbathers out there, there not being a lot of sun!
There sat this woman, she was, to be politically correct, HUGE!
Sparky, being curious, sniffed around, hiked his leg, and peeded on her back!
The look on his face when this 'big rock' started screaming was hilarious.
I took off running to the lower river, with Sparky in hot pursuit.
We managed to outrun the "fat lady", but I can still hear her sing!
John

I found it on a poster at our dog park in Fresno.
The rest, is, well, history!
Love this place!