The fight was fairly quick... Was watching a movie and laying on the floor with those two on either side. Mason decided to try to get between me and (Lee) the St. Bernard. That's when it started (I'm on the floor right between these two jealous goofballs) and 10 minutes later, I was headed to the emergency room. I do have puncture wound scars on both hands from stopping my dogs fighting.
Never ever had a problem with Mason after that night. I think he knew he bit the wrong "dog"
. But while he was here, he turned into a great watchdog and had a great time (especially after we put some meat of his bones). I'm still glad he came (home) to our home.
Sorry jdfarmer for hijacking your thread. I try not to do it but sometimes I get distracted
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