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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Mulligan hears our hearts beating...
[time] => 2003-02-01 20:00:00
[hometext] => "If a dog will not come to you after having looked you in the face, you should go home and examine your conscience." ~Woodrow Wilson~
"He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion" ~Unknown~ [bodytext] => Mulligan hears our hearts beating from the next room Neapolitain Mastiff dog; hound; beast of love and doom, Deep love to all he bears in heart; and takes as his family Doom to whom and any; wishing loved ones harming ways, Black as night; strength of a horse; booming endless voice We have him 'cause we love him and rescued him by choice, We've all here a close relationship with this most unusual dog Mulligan Mastiff can play, jump, or sweetly be to a toad on a log, The Neapolitain Mastiff beast came back from the edge of extinction There is no disputing of the truth in his love; nor adoring satisfaction, Surely as I've a Neapolitain in my house; he has no greater feat Than to protect and rise for his family; a chore that many cannot meet, Mastiffs; complex animals with needs unlike regular dogs; a tree to a seed An Ocean to a dropplet of water; a lion to a cat; please do take heed, Mastiffs are all very highly intelligent; yet the Neo's are rare by far Ancient history shows mastiffs were the first of all dogs; ancestrial stars, Mastiffs fought with their masters by their sides; lay down their lives in pride Great Dogs both fearless and quick; ran by the chariots in midnight rides, Once Mulligan was used as a fighting dog; life rough, awful, uncared for,sold Steadfast and true he gets better each day; and I shall never fear as he hears our hearts beating; as in the days of old. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 209 [topic] => 29 [informant] => ladyfawn [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 65 [ratings] => 13 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => PetPoems )
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