So my parents have a dog named Big Boy. He has that name for a reason as you can see below. He is a Cane Corso Mastiff (Italian Mastiff) and weighs over 125 lbs. He was a stray that my Father rescued. Little did he know that the dog was crazy...literally. They actually had to call in a behaviorist because the dog was a wack job and was going to eat them...seriously. So although he's still crazy, he's more manageable now and was allowed to stay...for now. He has to behave and be good in order to remain. He really is nuts, today he bit me trying to get the tissues in my hand. He was playing but his head is bigger than mine so you can imagine the teeth. No blood but a little sore. He's so freakin cute and sweet when he's not devouring you....
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