Jiggy Jag and his Warning (label) Vest

[bluesgirly]

The weather is having an identity crisis because I just drove through a sun belt, a rain shower and some pea soup fog, all in the same block. It's cold and windy, too. I am ready for summer as I can no longer tolerate this atmospheric tomfoolery. Spring needs to get get sprung and stay there

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[jeditigger]

You are my hero.

Of the dogs that I've seen you care for, I love Jagger relentlessly. He'd totally eat my cats or at least make them think they would, but look at that face, look at that history. The dog needs love. :(

[bluesgirly]

Haha! Thanks - he probably would not eat your cats. Jagger is odd in that he does some things very well - he loves other dogs and little dogs and he really has no problem with other animals (in a prey drive sort of way)- he's just a study in contrasts I guess because there are some strangers who he locks on to - we call it the pit bull stare (which is NOT good and not OK) and that's what will get him killed if he's not with me. SO, he will be be with me until the end of time GAH! He is going to be amazing - eventually. You'll see!

[jeditigger]

He is amazing NOW. I love him. You have so much convinced me the only dog for me is a pibble. And I have a Thing for Gray Animals. I just wonder how much of a heart attack he'd give my cats. ;)

[bluesgirly]

LMAO! **snort** OK first of all if you had Jagger in your house right now - your cats would be the least of your problems hahaha! Jagger is like a lovely gray grenade. About two months ago he lunged at this lady on a hiking trail and snatched her apple out of her friggin right hand. She went off screaming like someone lit her on fire. BAH he is no good - he'd probably chase your cat and break dry wall - that would be my best guess.

[jeditigger]

See, that's why I'd LOVE him. But probably only if I had a big house and could let him loose somewhere he could be openly destructive. Like a china shop. ;)

I love big, goofy dogs. Sigh. What's a girl to do.

I adopted my cat Ernest, a big, gregarious and floofy tortie and white kitty, because he was an outdoor cat in my neighborhood who LOVED my dog Alex. When his previous owner (and I use the term loosely) got a spastic puppy (as puppies are wont to be), Ernest decided enough was enough and started hanging with me more and more until I decided (with the "owner's" permission) he needed to be MY cat but indoors. So I've been a little hesitant to introduce a dog to my household because I know Ernest is very selective where canine company goes.

Moody, my other cat, would just make sure the dog knew it was Moody's bitch. No matter the gender. :)