kibafang90 wrote:
Sorry, it was a while ago i read it, i don't have a link. :/
Do you not believe me or something?
Nope. You're some crazy stranger on the Internet, of course I don't just believe whatever you say.
I read all sorts of stuff on the Internet. Some of it is true. Using the Internet I can prove that the earth is flat, that there is a god, that there isn't a god, that the moon landing was fake, that we were all created 6k years ago, that we evolved, etc...
kibafang90 wrote:
I'm an agility, flyball, schutzhund, obedience, trick training, tracking, dock diving, therapy, fan.
Hunting isn't the only dog sport that requires a dog to work hard around "dangers".
"reality does not apply to you" as in "you don't hunt, so you are not exposed to barbed wires, hogs and grass awns and other dangers."
Seriously. You act like i don't take my dog outside at all.
My dog is probably "out there" as much as your dogs are. She just doesn't have an owner with a gun to shoot the badgers (and other creatures) she catches.. (so in turn she chokes them to death, then brings back to me all proud.)"
Yet somehow, i STILL manage the time to worry about my dogs health and nutrition.
Cool story. It took me almost 20 minutes to get all the seeds and awns out of Turbo's eyes Saturday, two runs, about 10 minutes after each. The wife cleaned Sage's eyes, they weren't quite as bad.
Get back to me when you quit worrying about cuts, and start laughing about bloody ears, split tongues, stripes down the back... Because there reaches a point where I have to laugh or cry, so I choose to laugh. Get back to me when a successful outing includes calling your wife on the way home to tell her that no one ripped their pads off, and only one dog is limping.
I have English Pointers because they don't ever grow up either...