Meet The Newest Member To The Skins Family

[gibbsisgod]

My mom bought me a dog when I was 12. He wasn't a rott, but a pure bread black lab. This dog was as big as a house. I weighed somewhere in the neighborhood of 110 lbs and I could ride that dog around the house, LITERALLY! He had the wierdest habit. He liked the taste of wood stain. He used to chew on the window sill in my room. He wouldn't chew anything else, not chew toys, not even shoes. Thats the reason I was convinced he liked the taste of stain.

His name was also Harley. He was killed by a car one night after he got out of the house. My neighbor found him and buried him for me so I didn't have to look at him. I would have loved to see the damage he did to whoever's car it was that hit him. I'll bet that guy thought he hit a horse or something.