Hello everyone, I want to tell my experience of racing and dangerous dogs.
I took my first ride, Camilla, 5 years ago. For me it was very important his presence, when in fact had one year I had a bad motorcycle accident, I was paralyzed for two months in bed without being able to move, you keep close to me, never left. The first days when I started to walk she was always close to me, was my best medicine.
Then a few months ago I went to live alone and I took Shade, also a stroke. 7 months ago today.
The other night I was closing my pub, came a guy who wanted to rob me. I do not react, I'd rather lose the receipt of an evening that will take a knife or even worse, a gunshot. Shade is out of the kitchen and was launched against, growling and barking. The type frightened ran away, and I must just be grateful to her. My sister also has a Neapolitan Mastiff, a large head through and through, a real stubborn, but is not aggressive, and although some big man has added to the list of dangerous breeds, is so easygoing that loves children and gets done all of them. If my grandson, who is 14 months and is now learning to walk, he runs behind falls and rises, taking him by the shirt. They grew up together, it is true, but I like Elisa I do not think there are good dogs and bad dogs, but smart bosses and bosses less intelligent.
Now I go, I gotta give the baby food to the lion, if not perhaps I eat me! :-)
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