What's going on with that? I have a small dog living with me that took a chunk out of one of my LPs. I laid a few sticks out to let her choose what I would smoke and she ran straight for the LP and didn't even think about it, just sank her teeth in. Of course this is also the same dog that stole a $100 bill and tried to eat that too.My dog killed one of mine Dirty Rats ( i only had 2 )... i wanted to cry... i think i may have to hold on to it just in case. So i maybe on my way to hoarding
Last edited by herman; 03-06-2015 at 01:15 PM.
"Usually" is the key word. A couple of months ago I was kayaking in the Hillsborough river and had to lay back in my kayak to get under a log. My head was back so I couldn't see where I was going, all of a sudden I feel myself bump into, what I assumed was another log, and then the front of my kayak dip down quite a bit. I looked up to find a +/- 8 foot gator scrambling over the top of my kayak, apparently I hit the poor thing as he was sunning himself. I felt so bad!