The more people I meet, the more I like my pets!
Let me put it this way, the Armory has to borrow weapons from me!
I'm a lite sleeper and have hidden, secret alerts systems.
Break in my home, you're leaving is a zipper bag.
I grew up shooting tagets the size of a 50 cent piece at 30'.
Whore #3 took "our" Golden, so it's time for a louder alert with teeth!
Buys me the time to laser sight the prick up and send him or her to "terminal dreamland".
I'm handicapped, so I am always armed (legally), but God I miss "my" dog.
So I'm getting another rescue dog, narrowed down to a German police dog or another Golden.
The Golden is in the lead.
Tony