Originally posted by kirksey957
One can only shake their head at this one.
We had a dog named Trouble once when I was a kid. One of my
brothers found a puppy in the street ran in front of a car to get it.
The car stopped in time and my brother claimed the puppy as his,
my dad named him Trouble. A year or two later Trouble got hit by a
car and crawled under our house, when we realized he was there my
dad crawled after him. We took him to the Vet where they ended up
taking off one of his back legs, so from that time on he was a three
legged dog. When he used the bath room on a tree instead of just
standing there, he would lift his entire back end off the ground and
pee which all of us kids thought was cool. His back leg became really
powerful too, that dog was an exstremely fast runner, it was like that
back leg would launch him when he wanted to run.
We moved and couldn't keep him so we gave him to our grandparents
who cared for him. Someone later killed him on purpose, which was a
real blow to us. I loved that dog, but would not have given him any
money, that lady was nuts.