My neighbor in UT bred mini pins. They had a wooden fence on their side that allowed the little dogs to pop their heads through to our side, which had a buried chain link fence. Their dogs would pop their little heads through, barking like mad at my boxers, and my boxers would go over and hike their legs, peeing all over the mini pin's heads.
It was David and Goliath, where Goliath had the final word. Funny as hell to watch. LOL
Here's pics of my boys...
Slider...
Slugger...
Shoeless Joe...
Three of the most spoiled dogs you'll ever see...
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1987 560SL
85,000 miles
Meet on the level, leave on the square. Great words to live by
Were we directed from Washington when to sow and when to reap, we should soon want bread. - Thomas Jefferson: Autobiography, 1821.