Her name is Julie and I can totally take her in a fight. She weighs like 30lbs and is timid around people since she was used for breeding but no longer can. She's a Shetland sheepdog and I don't mind her at all. I think I'm going to egg her on a little to try and get her to try to usurp me in the family hierarchy. Fat chance bitch. Maybe I'll give her a quick jab or two to the face when she's not looking and if she even looks at me funny after that I'll take a running start and see how far I can kick her. I've always wanted to get into a full-on fight with a dog. A lot of people don't know this, but dogs have four legs. Not only that, but if you grab the rear two legs firmly then, with enough strength, you can hoist a dog over your head and then smash it brutally and repeatedly against a large, hard object such as a pole or a rock. I've never done it before, but I bet that if you do it right then blood and gross bits will coming flying out of the dogs mouth and other orifices.
