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Dumb question.

No. Looking like a gym coach is NOT a humblebrag. No one wants that.

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Socratic questions:

Does going to the bathroom mean moving to the bathroom or taking a crap in the bathroom?

Does going outside mean moving to outside or taking crap outside?
Oh, I think you’re onto something…as in the point of this shitty thread.
 
The only problem with really big dogs is how short their lifespan is. Niece had an adorable mastiff. I love Great Danes. But little dogs for me . Frenchie….

Our dog that we had to put down last summer was a frenchie. Best dog we ever had. Lived WAY past his life expectancy. Miss him every day.

We now have a ****ing cat. I hate myself.
 
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Socratic questions:

Does going to the bathroom mean moving to the bathroom or taking a crap in the bathroom?

Does going outside mean moving to outside or taking crap outside?
Sounds like simple semantics to me. The not-quite-bright often make the mistake of thinking there’s only one definition for a word or term.
 
Our dog that we had to put down last summer was a frenchie. Best dog we ever had. Lived WAY past his life expectancy. Miss him every day.

We know have a ****ing cat. I hate myself.
Haha. Not a cat fan either. My pup is 6 and I’m not sure I’ll make it when she goes.
 
My relatives always had them. My ex wife rescues. Me English bulldogs. My ex stoker Poms. Hard to win the love and trust of a pom. But if you do. It’s more protection than a thousand armies could ever provide.

I want one big dog before I croak. When my minion gets a little older I’m going to get a big dog. Mastiff or something

Naw... The really big guys are overrated... I once had a 52 pound shepherd/wolf mix that tangled with a Bull Mastiff...(it was literally twice his size).... He was on the ground under the damn thing giving a great impersonation of a dog totally getting his ass kicked...

Against my better judgment I ran to the fight to attempt to break it up and save my, probably crippled for life, best friend...

I get within about 10 feet, yell his name and very much to my surprise he (while still on his back) he proceeds to bite the Mastiff a couple more times, does a sort of contortionist type of roll/snap flip and gets out from below the other dog, facing him in the "You sure you want more of this" confrontational Stance...

The Mastiff takes one long look, turns and slowly limps off, ( evidently having been seriously cut up from below) never to be seen in a 2 mile radius again...

After the other dog disappeared mine was hopping around wanting to play like he'd just had the best time of his life!

Size of the fight in the dog and never judge a book by its cover type object lesson there and all that...

Never had a better, more trustworthy friend... He willing would have died for me and saved me from certain pain from both man and beast on two specific occasions and on a couple of other probables (that were diffused simply by his presence)....

Go with something like a German Malinois... Medium/Large (probably around 80 +_ lbs), smart, tough, loving, protective, and full of energy... (needs 2-3 hours of running a day)...

The tough part will be if you out live them...
 
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The only problem with really big dogs is how short their lifespan is. Niece had an adorable mastiff. I love Great Danes. But little dogs for me . Frenchie….
Sometimes little dogs hang on a bit too long. Kind of like a girlfriend you’re ready to kick to the curb so you can head back to the club.
 
Sounds like you should have cats instead then.
Why you bringin the fire? Doxies are stubborn, judgemental little hitlers. But I've had them all my life and they cool! I've had 2 out of a dozen that would house break with any reliability. TIA
 
In my entire life I’ve had one bad neighbor. Neighbor across the street. Two big labs. Let their dogs out early in the am and would watch them run to our front yard and shit. I told them repeatedly to stop.

One day my daughter. Probably two slid in a big pile of it in the front yard. I walked over and knocked on the door with it in a bag. Then when they opened the door I went to their big front window and smeared it all over the window. Then I went to the next window and did it again
We had to put our dog (Airedale) down due to age and health. Neighbor would let their yappy little dog out and he would run and crap in our yard. Neighbor came out the the front one day as I was pitching shit back into their yard. He looked at me and all I said was: "We don't have a dog".
 
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