Geno, my Mal Taz had probably an 80 word English vocabulary. I rarely gave her dog commands, just talked to her like I would a person.

One day my wife was in one of those arguing moods...Taz didn't like any fussing period and would get very alert. Wife went in the very small bathroom and sat on the toilet. Her feet were maybe twenty four inches from the door to the bedroom. She was still arguing with me. I told Taz to go "snatch momma off the pot". Wife said you better not. Taz Looked at me and grabbed wife pants leg and snatched her five feet off the pot onto the bedroom floor. I laughed till I cried...then Taz and I ran for it and hid for a few hours.


I've spent most of the money I've made in my lifetime on hunting and fishing. The rest I just wasted.....

proud Cracker-Americaan

muslims are like coyotes, only good one is a dead one