One, I think you are confusing me with Blast.

Two, don't "dude" me, boy. I am not one of your "peeps" or "hommies" or anything even remotely close.

I am telling you these things becuase you seem to be operating under some very dangerous delusions. Dangerous not only to yourself, but to others should you ever have children. If you don't want to listen, that's fine. But when OBG talks about dogs, you should listen, he's seen police trained dogs up close; Benjammin has seen the military version. I've watch dogs running deer, attack horses, seen the aftermath of them attacking sheep and cows, and have a very nice set of scars on my ankle from one that took a lot of convincing (ie, kicks to the head) to let go of my boot while my foot was still in it. And that doesn't include the rabid feral that needed three loads of buckshot to stop charging and a fourth to finally stop trying and just die, which is enough to stop pretty much any human. (BTW, before you question my accuracy, when the report got back to me, the warden pointed out that not only were there three wads in the critter, but that it is easier to run the tests if there isn't lead in the skull.)

So I think my "whatever" is worth a lot more than your cousin getting a love nip from a chow that was easily chased off. If the chow had been serious, it wouldn't have been chased off. It is like comparing bumper cars to a being in multi-car pileup.