I have a treo of mutts that were all gonna be killed because toothless rednecks in Southern Illinois and Iowa don't spay and neuter their pets and they ended up in kill shelters. We saved them and are giving them a proper upbringing complete with TV, two meals a day and they get to sleep on the bed with me and the wife. The one on the left is Freckles, the guy in the middle is Bailey and the one on the right is Maya.
My dogs Shasta(German Shepard) and Cooper(American Bulldog-Jack Russel Terrior Mix) both adopted from the animal shelter.
Yes they are, Fitz. They're very gentle, but we found out recently how far they'll go to defend us from intruders. I'd always wondered if they would do more than bark. Well, yes they well. Thankfully our farrier (for those of you who don't know what that is, he's the guy who takes care of our horses hooves) likes animals and didn't blame them or us for the bruises on his gut. My wife said he could use our bathroom and he followed her into the house, but he paused just outside the door to wipe his feet. This was really my wife's fault, but since she went ahead to turn the lights on and I was in the kitchen unaware that he was coming in, neither of us was there to tell them that this guy was okay. Max and Roxy met him before he got 5 feet into the house. The female Great Pyrenees, Roxy, was the one who actually bit him. He has a considerable gut, and that's what she bit. I don't think she would have bitten him if he hadn't stuck his foot out and kicked at them to protect himself. She didn't break the skin, but before he left there was an impressive bruise that resembled an dental impression of her teeth on his gut. It's a good thing for us and for Max and Roxy that he loves animals. My wife learned an important lesson that day: Always make sure you introduce guests to Max and Roxy.
