Somebody shot my mutt (no bulldog in him at all - a street rescue, dalmatian/greyhound by his looks and temperament) with a pellet gun while he was in my backyard when I wasn't home. This was 20 years ago and you still don't want to know what I'd do to the person if I ever caught them. Thank God "all" he had was a wound all the way through his tricep muscle (or whatever the equivalent in dogs is) and a graze mark along his back. A centimeter either way and it could've been a spinal cord injury and a vital organ.![]()
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Kids' idea of fun, I have no doubt. Nothing to do with the breed - or with the individual dog, he was the sweetest thing in the world. Some people are just sick.



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