Blind Squirrel {WP***} wrote:
My best bud, Dillan.
Blind Squirrel {WP***} wrote:
My best bud, Dillan.
Ah man... I used to have a Malamute named Dillon. Freakin smartest dog I ever owned (I would say animal, but I had a Mainecoon named Mungo that was right there with him). He loved anything smaller than him. Anything his size (100+ lbs) or bigger, he had to show his dominance. To give you an idea of his character, he once found a kitten and brought it home. Pretty little thing, but you never wanted to pet it since it was always covered in slobber cause he was always carrying it around like a chew toy. I ended up leaving him with my folks since I moved to the city, and he was much happier living in the country. One day he comes home just beat to shit. Like, seriously chewed up. Folks take him to the vet and get him all stitched up. Later, they start to hear stories about another family that has two Irish Wolfhounds that got pretty chewed up right around the same time. Months go by, and my dad is walking him down the road and ends up passing this property that the Wolfhounds inhabit. Dillon takes off like a shot, and my dad, realizing what is going on, freaks out and starts screaming for him. He came back, alright, one Wolfhound clamped firmly in his jaws, and the other trailing behind, wanting to support his buddy, but wanting nothing to do with Dillon. Dad says "come!" And he lets go of the hound and gallops towards my dad while the hounds run off.
Freakin miss that dog. Don't think I'll ever see a better one.