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The "man with little balls" story. A woman was riding her horses with her 4 dogs, which respond to voice commands and wear collars but aren't on leashes. On the trail, a man had his own untrained dog off-leash. When she got off her horse to stand between his dog and hers, the man acted up. He demanded she leash her dogs while blocking the trail. She went around him and kept going. Her take is hilarious. Eat a salad! 🥗

The "man with little balls" story. A woman was riding her horses with her 4 dogs, which respond to voice commands and wear collars but aren't on leashes. On the trail, a man had his own untrained dog off-leash. When she got off her horse to stand between his dog and hers, the man acted up. He demanded she leash her dogs while blocking the trail. She went around him and kept going. Her take is hilarious. Eat a salad! 🥗

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This man has his American Bully dog at a park. The dog was sitting in a sit/stay training excercise. He’s had extensive training. He did have a leash on but his owner obviously didn’t have the leash in his hand, part of his continued training. As the owner walks back to him, a gentleman comes up and asks him to please put him on a leash and to hold the leash because there is a lot of distractions at the park. The owner replies “that is part of training.” The owner said “If I thought there was even a small chance he would harm a kid or react the wrong way, I wouldn't put him in that position. This isn't luck. This is hours and hours of real world training, consistency, and building him up around distractions the right way….. Breeds like American Bullies and similar dogs get judged before people even see them work, but this is what they're really about with the right leadership. Loyal, stable, and solid companions.” Some people said the gentleman who approached the owner was putting his own insecurities on a very well mannered dog. He had instant judgement. Others at the park complimented the owner on how well behaved his dog was. What a good boy that dog was. ❤️ Would you be upset if you were at the park with your child and saw this dog sitting there with his owner about 50 yards away? Do you think the owner was irresponsible? Do you think the gentleman had a right to be concerned and a right to remind the owner that there was a lot going on?

This man has his American Bully dog at a park. The dog was sitting in a sit/stay training excercise. He’s had extensive training. He did have a leash on but his owner obviously didn’t have the leash in his hand, part of his continued training. As the owner walks back to him, a gentleman comes up and asks him to please put him on a leash and to hold the leash because there is a lot of distractions at the park. The owner replies “that is part of training.” The owner said “If I thought there was even a small chance he would harm a kid or react the wrong way, I wouldn't put him in that position. This isn't luck. This is hours and hours of real world training, consistency, and building him up around distractions the right way….. Breeds like American Bullies and similar dogs get judged before people even see them work, but this is what they're really about with the right leadership. Loyal, stable, and solid companions.” Some people said the gentleman who approached the owner was putting his own insecurities on a very well mannered dog. He had instant judgement. Others at the park complimented the owner on how well behaved his dog was. What a good boy that dog was. ❤️ Would you be upset if you were at the park with your child and saw this dog sitting there with his owner about 50 yards away? Do you think the owner was irresponsible? Do you think the gentleman had a right to be concerned and a right to remind the owner that there was a lot going on?

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This guy came home from holiday, walked up to his house… and froze. There was a huge hole smashed straight through the side wall of his house. He pulled up his Ring doorbell footage… and couldn’t believe what he saw. His neighbor’s car had plowed right into his house. Fuming, he marched straight to her door, phone recording, footage ready. “You crashed into my house!” She looked him dead in the eyes and said: “What footage? It’s not me. You can’t even see my face. What time of day was it?” He showed her the video. Showed the scratches on her car. Showed the missing bricks from his wall. She still denied everything. He begged her to take responsibility. She refused to pay a single penny. Finally he snapped: “You’re disgusting. Expect a very heavy letter from my lawyers.” She just shrugged: “Don’t care.” He walked away absolutely fuming, calling her every name under the sun. With neighbors like this… who needs enemies? 😡

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Last month at a medical clinic waiting room in Richmond, Virginia. A nine-year-old boy named Cole, sensitive to noise and crowds, became overwhelmed by the waiting room. Sat rocking in his chair. Hands over ears. His grandmother beside him couldn't reach him. Then a man named Frank, 67, sitting nearby quietly unclipped his Golden Retriever's leash. The dog's name is Sunny. Frank's anxiety support dog for four years. Frank said one word quietly. Sunny walked straight to Cole and pressed against him. Cole's hands came down from his ears. He gripped Sunny's fur. The rocking stopped. Cole's grandmother looked at Frank through tears. Frank told her: "Sunny knew. He always knows when someone needs him more than I do right now." Sunny's training said help one person. His instinct said help whoever needs it most.

Gabriele Corno

1,460,810 次观看 • 2 个月前

NEW: Eight-year-old boy is electrocuted after his necklace gets caught between a phone charger and an extension cord as he slept Lorenzo Lopez said that he 'thought I was going to die' His mother Kourtney Pendleton said the night started like any other until her son “rolled over in his sleep.” She said Lorenzo’s chain “just happened to fall in between where the gap was on the extension cord and the charger.” Lorenzo said the shock was followed by intense heat on his neck He jumped out of bed while his shirt was still burning and pulled the necklace off '(At the hospital) the lady had told him, had he not pulled that chain off, he would have been electrocuted to death.' 'So he basically saved his own life.'

NEW: Eight-year-old boy is electrocuted after his necklace gets caught between a phone charger and an extension cord as he slept Lorenzo Lopez said that he 'thought I was going to die' His mother Kourtney Pendleton said the night started like any other until her son “rolled over in his sleep.” She said Lorenzo’s chain “just happened to fall in between where the gap was on the extension cord and the charger.” Lorenzo said the shock was followed by intense heat on his neck He jumped out of bed while his shirt was still burning and pulled the necklace off '(At the hospital) the lady had told him, had he not pulled that chain off, he would have been electrocuted to death.' 'So he basically saved his own life.'

Unlimited L's

363,339 次观看 • 10 个月前

For eighteen months, a giant dog held out his toy to every visitor at the shelter, foolishly hoping that someone would finally take him home. Everyone passed by without stopping, until the morning a sixty-nine-year-old woman arrived to drop off some old blankets. Barnabé was a fifty-kilogram Saint Bernard with a brown and white coat, paws as wide as a bear's, and eyes of infinite softness. In a shelter, eighteen months felt like an eternity. His family had abandoned him after moving away, claiming he took up too much space. Every morning, as soon as the doors opened, Barnabé would pick up an old blue rubber bone in his mouth and sit near the gate. He would push his treasure through the bars, as if offering a gift and saying, "Look, I'm a good dog, take me with you." But people only saw a cumbersome colossus and kept walking. Barnabé would then put his bone down, retreat to the back of his enclosure, and press his head against the wall for a long time in a heavy silence. Chloé, a caregiver at the shelter, felt her heart break every time she witnessed this scene. That day, the entrance bell rang around ten o'clock. A woman stepped inside with a pile of worn-out blankets in her arms. At sixty-nine years old, she wore a gray coat and walked slightly hunched, carrying an invisible sadness on her shoulders. "I brought these," she murmured in a trembling voice. "My husband always said we should support animals. I thought they would be useful." Chloé thanked her and suggested a walk down the aisles. The woman hesitated, then accepted with a fragile smile. She stopped in front of each gate, taking her time. Then, she arrived in front of Barnabé. The large dog stood up with his blue bone, his tail wagging gently. But as he locked eyes with this woman—whose name was Béatrice—something unprecedented happened. Béatrice stared back deeply, without rushing. Barnabé then dropped his toy to the ground. For the first time in eighteen months, he abandoned his bone. He pressed himself against the bars and simply watched her. When the shelter staff opened the gate, Barnabé walked out without jumping or barking. He approached her and sat directly on her shoes, leaning his entire weight against her legs before resting his heavy head on her lap. He let out a huge sigh, summing up a year and a half of loneliness. Béatrice gently ran her fingers through his fur. "My husband passed away last autumn," she confided, her eyes filled with memories. "After forty-seven years together, the house became terribly silent." Barnabé pressed his head a little harder, offering a comforting presence to this shared grief. Béatrice looked at the colossus: "He knows what waiting means. Real waiting. The kind that hurts. My house is too big for me alone, but it will be perfect for the two of us." The adoption paperwork was settled very quickly. Barnabé never left Béatrice's side again. As they left, he cast one last grateful glance down the hallway. A few weeks later, Chloé received a letter written in green ink. Béatrice told her about their daily routine: walks under the rose bushes in the garden, the joyful thud of Barnabé's tail hitting the floor when they woke up, and the end of the great silence. The blue bone now rested on the fireplace mantle, a simple keepsake of the past. Today, Barnabé no longer holds out a toy or presses his head against the walls. He sleeps peacefully in the shade of the flowers, beside a watchful presence. He no longer needs to prove his worth: he has finally found someone who stopped to truly see him.

For eighteen months, a giant dog held out his toy to every visitor at the shelter, foolishly hoping that someone would finally take him home. Everyone passed by without stopping, until the morning a sixty-nine-year-old woman arrived to drop off some old blankets. Barnabé was a fifty-kilogram Saint Bernard with a brown and white coat, paws as wide as a bear's, and eyes of infinite softness. In a shelter, eighteen months felt like an eternity. His family had abandoned him after moving away, claiming he took up too much space. Every morning, as soon as the doors opened, Barnabé would pick up an old blue rubber bone in his mouth and sit near the gate. He would push his treasure through the bars, as if offering a gift and saying, "Look, I'm a good dog, take me with you." But people only saw a cumbersome colossus and kept walking. Barnabé would then put his bone down, retreat to the back of his enclosure, and press his head against the wall for a long time in a heavy silence. Chloé, a caregiver at the shelter, felt her heart break every time she witnessed this scene. That day, the entrance bell rang around ten o'clock. A woman stepped inside with a pile of worn-out blankets in her arms. At sixty-nine years old, she wore a gray coat and walked slightly hunched, carrying an invisible sadness on her shoulders. "I brought these," she murmured in a trembling voice. "My husband always said we should support animals. I thought they would be useful." Chloé thanked her and suggested a walk down the aisles. The woman hesitated, then accepted with a fragile smile. She stopped in front of each gate, taking her time. Then, she arrived in front of Barnabé. The large dog stood up with his blue bone, his tail wagging gently. But as he locked eyes with this woman—whose name was Béatrice—something unprecedented happened. Béatrice stared back deeply, without rushing. Barnabé then dropped his toy to the ground. For the first time in eighteen months, he abandoned his bone. He pressed himself against the bars and simply watched her. When the shelter staff opened the gate, Barnabé walked out without jumping or barking. He approached her and sat directly on her shoes, leaning his entire weight against her legs before resting his heavy head on her lap. He let out a huge sigh, summing up a year and a half of loneliness. Béatrice gently ran her fingers through his fur. "My husband passed away last autumn," she confided, her eyes filled with memories. "After forty-seven years together, the house became terribly silent." Barnabé pressed his head a little harder, offering a comforting presence to this shared grief. Béatrice looked at the colossus: "He knows what waiting means. Real waiting. The kind that hurts. My house is too big for me alone, but it will be perfect for the two of us." The adoption paperwork was settled very quickly. Barnabé never left Béatrice's side again. As they left, he cast one last grateful glance down the hallway. A few weeks later, Chloé received a letter written in green ink. Béatrice told her about their daily routine: walks under the rose bushes in the garden, the joyful thud of Barnabé's tail hitting the floor when they woke up, and the end of the great silence. The blue bone now rested on the fireplace mantle, a simple keepsake of the past. Today, Barnabé no longer holds out a toy or presses his head against the walls. He sleeps peacefully in the shade of the flowers, beside a watchful presence. He no longer needs to prove his worth: he has finally found someone who stopped to truly see him.

Gabriele Corno

78,905 次观看 • 14 天前

My neighbor always walks the dog at all hours of the day, rain or shine. She has a huge dog she can’t control, it actually walks her most of the time. This guy here has no excuse letting his dog on a leash get away, that thing is tiny. Yet he thinks it’s the man’s fault that his dog got nudged. What would you do if your neighbors dog got loose and they blamed your dog reacting to it, he needs to get his dog under control and get a life. Anyways, the neighbor with the big dog was walking her dog and it got away from her and ran into the street. Another neighbor was coming home from work and didn’t have time to react to it, she ended up hitting the dog causing a good amount of damage to her car and scuffing up the dog pretty good. The lady walking her dog had a fit of course and blamed the neighbor for hitting her dog. The neighbor retorted that she wouldn’t have hit it if the lady had it under control and isn’t run into the street. The lady ended up calling the cops, the cops came and cleared the neighbor of wrong doing. There were plenty of witnesses that saw it and we all see the dog pulling her all the time anyways. After the accident we didn’t see the lady walking her dog much anymore, her oldest son would do it most of the time to his annoyance but it was a better thing, he could control it where as his mother could not. I didn’t want to involve myself in their argument but I did tell the lady it was her fault, and that she needs to pay for the other neighbors car. Up until that point she was refusing to cooperate much. I never did ask if she paid but I have a feeling she did, the neighbor can be quite convincing when she needs to be.

My neighbor always walks the dog at all hours of the day, rain or shine. She has a huge dog she can’t control, it actually walks her most of the time. This guy here has no excuse letting his dog on a leash get away, that thing is tiny. Yet he thinks it’s the man’s fault that his dog got nudged. What would you do if your neighbors dog got loose and they blamed your dog reacting to it, he needs to get his dog under control and get a life. Anyways, the neighbor with the big dog was walking her dog and it got away from her and ran into the street. Another neighbor was coming home from work and didn’t have time to react to it, she ended up hitting the dog causing a good amount of damage to her car and scuffing up the dog pretty good. The lady walking her dog had a fit of course and blamed the neighbor for hitting her dog. The neighbor retorted that she wouldn’t have hit it if the lady had it under control and isn’t run into the street. The lady ended up calling the cops, the cops came and cleared the neighbor of wrong doing. There were plenty of witnesses that saw it and we all see the dog pulling her all the time anyways. After the accident we didn’t see the lady walking her dog much anymore, her oldest son would do it most of the time to his annoyance but it was a better thing, he could control it where as his mother could not. I didn’t want to involve myself in their argument but I did tell the lady it was her fault, and that she needs to pay for the other neighbors car. Up until that point she was refusing to cooperate much. I never did ask if she paid but I have a feeling she did, the neighbor can be quite convincing when she needs to be.

SonnyBoy🇺🇸

68,571 次观看 • 2 个月前

🚨#BREAKING: The Black community is outraged and calling for a White father in Florida to be JAILED after the father pulled a GUN on two Black teens at a BUS STOP because they were bullying his son. This happened in Indiantown, Florida. It started on September 17th, a 16-year-old White boy got on the school bus carrying a pizza. A 14-year-old Black boy got on after him and started in on him, demanding the pizza, even threatening him. And when the kid wouldn't hand it over... the 14-year-old HIT HIM IN THE HEAD!!! Over pizza. So that boy did what we tell our kids to do, he told his dad. So the dad went to the BUS STOP and talked to the BUS DRIVER and she told him she'd try to take care of it. The next morning, the father drove his son to the bus stop himself and the kid who'd hit his son was already on that bus. As his son boarded, the dad started talking to the driver again. And that's when the 14-year-old got OFF the bus to confront a grown man. Then it got worse. The sheriff says other students on that bus started CALLING PEOPLE to come to the scene. Another 16-year-old, who had been SUSPENDED, showed up. And those two teens walked up on that father, yelling. He put his hand up and he told them to stay back. In the sheriff's words, "they got all the way up on him before he pulled out a concealed weapon and told them get back, which he's legally allowed to do." "He's legally allowed to stand his ground." The teens backed off, nobody was hurt, not a shot fired. The dad then drove around the corner, FLAGGED DOWN A DEPUTY himself, and told him exactly what had just happened. The Black community is now calling for the father to be PUT IN PRISON for ASSAULT WITH A DEADLY WEAPON and called him racist.

🚨#BREAKING: The Black community is outraged and calling for a White father in Florida to be JAILED after the father pulled a GUN on two Black teens at a BUS STOP because they were bullying his son. This happened in Indiantown, Florida. It started on September 17th, a 16-year-old White boy got on the school bus carrying a pizza. A 14-year-old Black boy got on after him and started in on him, demanding the pizza, even threatening him. And when the kid wouldn't hand it over... the 14-year-old HIT HIM IN THE HEAD!!! Over pizza. So that boy did what we tell our kids to do, he told his dad. So the dad went to the BUS STOP and talked to the BUS DRIVER and she told him she'd try to take care of it. The next morning, the father drove his son to the bus stop himself and the kid who'd hit his son was already on that bus. As his son boarded, the dad started talking to the driver again. And that's when the 14-year-old got OFF the bus to confront a grown man. Then it got worse. The sheriff says other students on that bus started CALLING PEOPLE to come to the scene. Another 16-year-old, who had been SUSPENDED, showed up. And those two teens walked up on that father, yelling. He put his hand up and he told them to stay back. In the sheriff's words, "they got all the way up on him before he pulled out a concealed weapon and told them get back, which he's legally allowed to do." "He's legally allowed to stand his ground." The teens backed off, nobody was hurt, not a shot fired. The dad then drove around the corner, FLAGGED DOWN A DEPUTY himself, and told him exactly what had just happened. The Black community is now calling for the father to be PUT IN PRISON for ASSAULT WITH A DEADLY WEAPON and called him racist.

Matt Van Swol

1,302,119 次观看 • 7 天前

$Nobody embodied the sadistic carnage of the Crazy Gang like striker John Fashanu. The ex-Millwall headcase savagely beat up Man Utd's Viv Anderson in the tunnel before a match, and hospitalised Tottenham's Gary Mabbutt with a fractured skull. But he saved the worst for his teammates... To toughen them up, Fash would drag his terrified Wimbledon colleagues naked through the snow, lock them in the boot of his car, and starve them for days on end. When one teammate dared to stand up to him, Fash locked the dressing room door, and unleashed hellfire. "Fash threw him around like a rag doll" explained fellow nutjob Vinnie Jones. "I’ve never seen anything like it. He lifted him up, swung him around and smashed him down on the floor. The fella had to have 20 stitches or 30 stitches.” But if you ask Fash, it was all worth it... In a recent documentary he reflected: "if they saw us today, they would say 'Thank you, Fash', you may have beaten the hell out of us but you changed our character."$

Nobody embodied the sadistic carnage of the Crazy Gang like striker John Fashanu. The ex-Millwall headcase savagely beat up Man Utd's Viv Anderson in the tunnel before a match, and hospitalised Tottenham's Gary Mabbutt with a fractured skull. But he saved the worst for his teammates... To toughen them up, Fash would drag his terrified Wimbledon colleagues naked through the snow, lock them in the boot of his car, and starve them for days on end. When one teammate dared to stand up to him, Fash locked the dressing room door, and unleashed hellfire. "Fash threw him around like a rag doll" explained fellow nutjob Vinnie Jones. "I’ve never seen anything like it. He lifted him up, swung him around and smashed him down on the floor. The fella had to have 20 stitches or 30 stitches.” But if you ask Fash, it was all worth it... In a recent documentary he reflected: "if they saw us today, they would say 'Thank you, Fash', you may have beaten the hell out of us but you changed our character."

The Upshot podcast

1,875,205 次观看 • 2 年前

This sick Pennsylvania mom Lisa Snyder, 41, allegedly fucked her pit bull, then brutally killed her own little kids by hanging them with a dog leash. Snyder denies it all and claims her bullied 8-year-old son Conner killed himself and took his 4-year-old sister Brinley with him because he “didn’t want to die alone.” What a disgusting lie. Court evidence showed she searched “How to hang yourself” and the show “Almost Got Away With It” days before. The kids were found hanging in the basement and later taken off life support. This monster deserves to rot in prison forever. No mercy.

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This sick Pennsylvania mom Lisa Snyder, 41, allegedly fucked her pit bull, then brutally killed her own little kids by hanging them with a dog leash. Snyder denies it all and claims her bullied 8-year-old son Conner killed himself and took his 4-year-old sister Brinley with him because he “didn’t want to die alone.” What a disgusting lie. Court evidence showed she searched “How to hang yourself” and the show “Almost Got Away With It” days before. The kids were found hanging in the basement and later taken off life support. This monster deserves to rot in prison forever. No mercy.

AshleY

2,502,258 次观看 • 5 个月前