Dad HATES Dogs!

This is my dad, Frank.  He hates the dogs.

So much so that he is seen here comforting Klicker and Halae the night before they are to have their ears cropped. 

Dogs hate Dad too!

 

"I hate sleeping with dogs!  That 'Funniess' always tears up my bed.  She is up and down, up and down, turn around, flop back down.  I don't like to sleep with the dogs!"

 

So, one night when it was only Funny at the house, he asks the waitress at the steak restaurant for a doggy bag "for my dog". 

Yup!  Dad hates dogs.

 

"I hate sleeping with the dogs.  That  Bicker Boy, all he does is snore in my ear!  I don't want those dogs in my bed."

 

So we go to the Navy Base to shop for food.  Dad's first question - "How many biscuits does Bicker Boy have left?"

Sure, Dad hates dogs.

 

Training of a landshark!

Dad goes to the slop shop for dinner and makes sure he comes home with a little something wrapped in a napkin for McBunniess and Bicker Boy.

Dad is a real dog hater.

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Klicker and Halae have a reunion with "Grampa" four years after their ear crop.  Good thing dad got a bigger chair.

Dad gets his house remodled and has a brand new carpet installed.  His first social event?  Klicker's second birthday party with 8 other pit bulls on his brand new carpet.  One even manages to barf.  Dad still smiles.

 

Dad just hates them dogs!

 

Dad LOVES a good friendly game of Spider with his Bicker Boy!

Dad hates dogs with a passion!

 

 

"I HATE those dogs!  I can't go anywhere without them pestering me and begging me for food." 

(Note the pile of biscuits next to the macaroni salad)

 

"I am not taking those darn dogs with me.  They put there noses all over the car windows and leave piles of hair in the backseat."

Dad is so disgusted by the dogs.

 

"I don't want him riding with me. Can't you put him in the back of the truck?"

Dad hates the dogs so much he never takes them anywhere

 

"I am going for a walk and I am NOT taking Bicker Boy.  He has to stop and pee on every bush.  I am leaving him home. He is such a pest."

"Where is Bicker's leash? Will you put it on him? Where are his check point biscuits?  Do we have any poo bags?'

After returning: "Hey!  Bicker Boy got three pretty dogs today!"

 

One night, while travelling across Washington State, I heard dad talking to "Funniess McBunniess" in the bathroom and she wasn't even there.

 

All people should hate dogs as much as dad!