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Great Dog Deeds of History: 1400 AD - Dueling Revenge Dog
Posted on 12/11/25 at 3:35 pm
Posted on 12/11/25 at 3:35 pm
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Posted on 12/11/25 at 3:38 pm to blueboy
quote:
the fight took place in Notre Dame
At least they dog didnt opt out
Posted on 12/11/25 at 3:39 pm to blueboy
Definitely guilty of being a huge vag who couldn't beat a greyhound
Posted on 12/11/25 at 3:44 pm to blueboy
I expect my dog to do the same for me.
Posted on 12/11/25 at 4:19 pm to blueboy
That's a cool story.
Is there a place one can find even more great dog deeds of history?
Is there a place one can find even more great dog deeds of history?
Posted on 12/11/25 at 4:58 pm to LegendInMyMind
Reddit?
Posted on 12/11/25 at 8:06 pm to LegendInMyMind
quote:
Is there a place one can find even more great dog deeds of history?
Do you need them to be real, or just a good story?
Posted on 12/11/25 at 8:12 pm to blueboy
Daringly Defiant, Dizzlingly Dashing & Dependably Durable Dog Duel Deeds
Posted on 12/11/25 at 8:44 pm to fr33manator
quote:
Do you need them to be real, or just a good story?
We can't lose our souls, Fr33. No AI stories when it comes to the pups.
Posted on 12/11/25 at 8:46 pm to LegendInMyMind
A fricking I!?
Who do you take me for?
Who do you take me for?
Posted on 12/11/25 at 8:49 pm to fr33manator
Hey, I trust no one now.
ETA: I do apologize for the hurt I've caused, though.
ETA: I do apologize for the hurt I've caused, though.
This post was edited on 12/11/25 at 8:50 pm
Posted on 12/11/25 at 8:55 pm to LegendInMyMind
I've been producing original content here for 15 years. Not gonna submit myself to AI written slop now. It has no heart, no soul and no craft.
I was merely going to retell the story of Curfinn, wolfsbane. Probably apocryphal, but nonetheless a good tale of a good boy.
I was merely going to retell the story of Curfinn, wolfsbane. Probably apocryphal, but nonetheless a good tale of a good boy.
Posted on 12/11/25 at 8:57 pm to fr33manator
I remember that one, Fr33. It is a good one.
Posted on 12/11/25 at 9:00 pm to LegendInMyMind
What was your favorite part?
Posted on 12/11/25 at 9:55 pm to LegendInMyMind
You wanna hear it or not?
Posted on 12/11/25 at 11:40 pm to LegendInMyMind
Curfinn, called Wolfsbane
Curfinn, called Wolfsbane
In ages dark, when monsters plagued, the forests and the plains,
Was found, a fierce and loyal hound, named Curfinn, called Wolfsbane,
In winter long, the shepherd's throng,
With swiftness he'd defend,
But on the flock, his master's stock,
Wolves came, again, again,
The shepherd's wife, she bore a life, a mewling babe to nurse,
And Curfinn too, did what dogs do, his bitch was swelled to burst,
Then came the bite, foe 'Finn can't fight, to butcher that poor flock,
The blizzard raged, for days and days, froze herd as hard as rock,
Their only shot, the shepherd's lot, was in a nearby town,
And so they strode, down winding road, where wicked wolves are found,
His wife and babe, 'Finn's bitch she bayed,
And none of them could run,
They heard the howls, Curfinn would growl, Shep cursed the setting sun,
But then, the wolves were on them, Shep swung his shepherd's staff,
Curfinn, he bit, and wolves would split, but more would block their path,
'Finn gave a bay, into the fray, he charged, his jaws a-snappin'
He ripped out throats, blood on his coat, Shep feared the worst had happened,
But there! A cave! A chance to save, his wife and babe and bitch,
They made it in, wolves came again, Shep's cries were pure anguish,
They bit Shep's legs, blood poured in dregs, his wife dragged him inside,
The wolves, a pack, the outlook black,
But then Curfinn would stride,
At cave entrance, so fierce his stance, head bloody, but unbowed,
His bay, defiance, steeped in violence, loyal, low, and loud,
So one by one, the wolves would come, and Curfinn drove them back,
With tooth and claw, by ancient law, took toll upon the pack,
By light of moon, he dealt out doom, blood slick as bodies piled,
Ere break of day, wolves slunk away, 'Finn slumped to rest a while,
With savaged ears, Curfinn would hear, pups whining, wanting teats,
On cold cave earth, his bitch had birthed, his task was now complete,
His master scritched, his nagging itch, "Good boy, I don't deserve ye,
You're free to go, and all will know, just how damn well ye served me."
His sight grew grey, with one last bay, his eyes closed would remain,
Built carved stone cairn, that all might learn, of Curfinn, called Wolfsbane.
Curfinn, called Wolfsbane
In ages dark, when monsters plagued, the forests and the plains,
Was found, a fierce and loyal hound, named Curfinn, called Wolfsbane,
In winter long, the shepherd's throng,
With swiftness he'd defend,
But on the flock, his master's stock,
Wolves came, again, again,
The shepherd's wife, she bore a life, a mewling babe to nurse,
And Curfinn too, did what dogs do, his bitch was swelled to burst,
Then came the bite, foe 'Finn can't fight, to butcher that poor flock,
The blizzard raged, for days and days, froze herd as hard as rock,
Their only shot, the shepherd's lot, was in a nearby town,
And so they strode, down winding road, where wicked wolves are found,
His wife and babe, 'Finn's bitch she bayed,
And none of them could run,
They heard the howls, Curfinn would growl, Shep cursed the setting sun,
But then, the wolves were on them, Shep swung his shepherd's staff,
Curfinn, he bit, and wolves would split, but more would block their path,
'Finn gave a bay, into the fray, he charged, his jaws a-snappin'
He ripped out throats, blood on his coat, Shep feared the worst had happened,
But there! A cave! A chance to save, his wife and babe and bitch,
They made it in, wolves came again, Shep's cries were pure anguish,
They bit Shep's legs, blood poured in dregs, his wife dragged him inside,
The wolves, a pack, the outlook black,
But then Curfinn would stride,
At cave entrance, so fierce his stance, head bloody, but unbowed,
His bay, defiance, steeped in violence, loyal, low, and loud,
So one by one, the wolves would come, and Curfinn drove them back,
With tooth and claw, by ancient law, took toll upon the pack,
By light of moon, he dealt out doom, blood slick as bodies piled,
Ere break of day, wolves slunk away, 'Finn slumped to rest a while,
With savaged ears, Curfinn would hear, pups whining, wanting teats,
On cold cave earth, his bitch had birthed, his task was now complete,
His master scritched, his nagging itch, "Good boy, I don't deserve ye,
You're free to go, and all will know, just how damn well ye served me."
His sight grew grey, with one last bay, his eyes closed would remain,
Built carved stone cairn, that all might learn, of Curfinn, called Wolfsbane.
Posted on 12/11/25 at 11:53 pm to blueboy
Posted on 12/12/25 at 12:01 am to Jim Rockford
Posted on 12/12/25 at 4:50 am to LegendInMyMind
quote:
Is there a place one can find even more great dog deeds of history?
1908 NYT article:
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