For Jim

[Abbey Marie]

[jimnyc]

My Chihuahua is all about sharing, when it's not his food or bed. Other way around and he thinks he's a pit bull! In fact, just a few minutes ago my poor aging Pug was crying to climb into his own bed, as Porter was in there and he was likely afraid the little Mexican thought he was an oversized burrito!

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

Damn, when I read it was for Jim I was sure it was going to be a picture of a beautiful , sexy and scantily clad almost naked woman!!

[jimnyc]

Porter finally gave way and gave Jerome his bed back - but then he goes to the BIG bed and crawls into the blankey and makes himself comfy!!

[Abbey Marie]

I think in every picture you've posted of Porter, he looks like he's ready to rumble!

[hjmick]

Imagine my disappoinment when I clicked this thread and didn't see boobs...

[gabosaurus]

[jimnyc]

I think in every picture you've posted of Porter, he looks like he's ready to rumble!

He's a tough little hombre. But when he sees Diana, he cowers and shivers. It's all an act, his toughness, unless it's Jerome, or me, which he'll also bite in a NY minute!

[Robert A Whit]

My parents had this dog that Dad loved to mess with. We would set at the table to eat and Dad would take a small plate or bowl and put food in it and put it down on the floor by his chair. Call the dog over and put his hand back down towards the food dish.

That dog would almost take his hand off.

Dad had fun with that dog.

Dad had this huge Labrador dog he put on a very long cable so it could run around a lot. The small dog would go out and really play hell with the much larger dog.

The Labrador looked like it could eat bears. I at first stayed clear of it since i seldom drove that far up to visit my parents. I liked to be there when I had time to stay at least 3-4 days.

One of my parents grand sons got down on the floor and crawled up to moms small dog and he got bit in the face for doing that. Same dog that Dad messed with at the dinner table.

Dad had the huge dog on the cable outside since it would otherwise have been killed by neighbors since the dog got into trouble over killing neighbors animals. When dad told me that, I decided not to mess with that dog. Dad claimed it would never harm me.

[Tyr-Ziu Saxnot]

My parents had this dog that Dad loved to mess with. We would set at the table to eat and Dad would take a small plate or bowl and put food in it and put it down on the floor by his chair. Call the dog over and put his hand back down towards the food dish.

That dog would almost take his hand off.

Dad had fun with that dog.

Dad had this huge Labrador dog he put on a very long cable so it could run around a lot. The small dog would go out and really play hell with the much larger dog.

The Labrador looked like it could eat bears. I at first stayed clear of it since i seldom drove that far up to visit my parents. I liked to be there when I had time to stay at least 3-4 days.

One of my parents grand sons got down on the floor and crawled up to moms small dog and he got bit in the face for doing that. Same dog that Dad messed with at the dinner table.

Dad had the huge dog on the cable outside since it would otherwise have been killed by neighbors since the dog got into trouble over killing neighbors animals. When dad told me that, I decided not to mess with that dog. Dad claimed it would never harm me.

I have been bitten twice by dogs the owner swore wouldn't bite! Both times there were the little dog, snapped me on the back of the ankle.-Tyr