This is my Pit bull, Budreaux. He is the first pit bull I've ever had. I am sorry it took so long to learn about them. He's literally and figuratively the best "dog" I've ever hung around with. Our temperaments exactly coincide. If you ever need the words to end a relationship with me, attack pit bulls. That'd do it. Gay-ron-FUUKIN-Teed, cher!
This is a daily, sometimes more frequent, occurence. He seems sometimes to feel the urge or need to divest himself of these sentiments. They can last up to a couple of minutes. I'm sure he improvising. He's a natural, doncha think?
(Recorded with a desk-top mini-cam. I like the antic framing.)