thisnumbersdisconnected
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I had a dog when I grew up on the farm. That ol' boy was tenacious. Never let go of anything he was of a mind to chew on.Just sayin'.
Once got hissed at by a snake wrapped around a tree, and grabbed the snake behind the head and just pulled him in two. Nothing to it.
He once took on at least three coyotes -- we don't know how many for sure, except for the number of prints we found around the "scene of the crime" -- and killed one, drove the other two off. Got himself pretty chewed up, too, and when we found him on the front porch at sunrise, we thought he would die. We took him to the vet and hoped and prayed for the best. He lived. He didn't change his attitude, either, just because he got beat up some.
That dog was determined other animals had no business around his food or water dishes. He loved the cats, played with 'em, heck, he even "kitten-sat" for the old queen-bee momma cat when she went hunting in the middle of the day. Just don't let her get around his food or water dishes. He wouldn't hurt them, but man, did he make a boatload of noise when they got too close.
Compared to you, that dog was a piker.
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