Born: I dont know when
Died: Well i will have to look that up. sometime in 1990
Age: 16
Breed: Half Saint Bernard and part German Police

He was a vey big and strong but loveable dog. He loved to be loose and to go to the creek behind our house to get cooled off.  He lived his 16 years with a lot of joy and some pain.  He was shot once by one of our neighbors, but he lived through it.  He even pulled a goat through a wire fence!! I remember when he would trip me when I went down to feed him.  He would run around with his big, big chain and trip me.  He had a very big dog house!!  He died from laying under the house one day when dad opened it up to let some air in.  We found him later. He could barely walk.  We got him something to drink but he barely had enough power to open his mouth.  He went up to the front of the house and layed down. We couldnt move him.  Dad then called the vet and he came down to give Dusty a shot. He told us that if Dusty wasn't up by morning he would have to put him asleep.  So the next morning he didn't get up and so we had to put him asleep.  Mom and Dad said we would never get another dog, but we did. We got Smokey then we got Max.  Well that is about enought of all the typing if you have been reading all of this then I think you are very bored or something.