

I have touched this dog a million times... petted him... removed eye boggers... cleaned his feet and ears... you know??? Been KIND to him, every day. And now this.

Today I noticed some goo on one of his eyes, and he acted like he was itching, so... being the Pit Bull lover that I am, I figured I'd help him out and remove the offending, bothersome goop from his face.
And - BAM! - it happened...

The second I touched him - he folded himself in half, rotated his butt just so... and with one swipe of the tail, knocked my lunch off the coffee table, and clear across the living room.

Then he turned to me with a huge grin on his face and an expectant look in his eyes: "Mom... is that turkey sandwich MINE now???"
Damned dogs... I'm starving.

Sepp, on the other hand, had a fantastic meal.