re: Funny dog stories! What you got?

I think slickback's dog brought him a live skunk once

I think I'd rather my dog bring me a live grenade.

Duke did do that, slicks got a good story about a BBQ too.

While rabbit hunting onetime, one of my fellow hunters had to drop a deuce in the woods. Now beagles are pretty damn notorious for rolling around in the nastiest stinkiest pile of whatever they can find. So, at the end of the hunt we are picking up all the beagles and one poor little beagles smells awful. He smells so bad nobody will pick him up to put him in the dog box. Well, the beagle starts getting a little anxious. He starts running up to every body, howling, whimpering etc. After a closer examination, the white behind his head is brown. He had rolled around in my hunting buddies shite.

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The lab I grew up with roamed the neighborhood. He would always bring dead animals

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When I was A kid,we had a Saint Bernard and she carried home a nasty smelly horse head one day. Have no idea were it came from. Lived at Cleary and W.Metairie miles from any horse stables.

When I think of funny dog stories I think of this. Most of us have seen it but it still makes me

FENTON!!!! Jesus Christ!

My parents have a Jack Russell that twice took rides with the UPS truck without the driver realizing she had jumped in. The first time he had to repeat his whole route asking people if it was their dog. The second time he knew where she belonged. They also paid a no questions asked "reward"/ransom from people that stole her.

Their Great Dane has brought home a whole deer head, with horns attached. Nice 8 point. I bet somebody was pissed when they went to cut off the horns.

visiting a friend in charleston sc he said bring your dog we were there 20 min, dog took a shite on their white carpet.

So this guy I know from Laffy got a lil drunk and bought a lab through an auction at a DU banquet in Stuggart. He had to get the AmEx bill out of the mailbox before his wife saw how much he paid for the puppy, ($2,500 as I recall). Anyway, he wanted to get the pup some field time and took her fishing somewhere south of Laffy. Well my buddy had a few beers on the way to the landing and proceeded to fall off the boat before they left the harbor. The owner of the boat gave him some of those cotton insulated long johns to wear and he piled his wet clothes toward the bow of the center console and commenced to fish. The pup had to drop a deuce, and she proceeded to drop it right in the center of the pile of wet clothes. This gave the pup a new name...(Center Shitter). Well they get back to the landing and parted ways. The boat owner let him keep the long johns but got the top back. On the way back to Laffy said buddy had to piss. He pulled over to the side of the road to relieve himself in a light rain and while he was draining the main vein he heard the infamous click of the door locks. Center Shitter had locked him out of the running truck. There he was in the rain, no shirt and only long john bottoms. He proceeded to attempt to coax Center Shitter back to the door locks and then started yelling at the pup who promptly pissed on the seat and sought refuge under the seat. So the only thing left to do was flag someone down in the middle of BF La. After about an hour, (it had gotten dark by now) a couple of coon asses stopped and assisted in breaking into the truck. I cannot say I ever witnessed Center Shitter retrieve a duck, but I am sure she turned out to be fine dog in spite of her owner.