Thread: Male dog being pathetic over new bitch

Originally Posted by Sideshow

Laugh bitches box So was way up north duck hunting shooting pigs and generally having a good time. My mate was working up there fencing for the cocky. We wanted to go down to the local but one of the birches was in heat. Anyways there was the old out house out on a small hill at the top of the drive. So me good mate says bung her in there and off we went. Five in the car out the door yeharr great time had by all and get home around 12 eyeballs slushing.
As we come up the drive we can here the dogs going for it, as the lights swing around they catch the out house out there on it’s little hill……only it’s now on a bit of a lean eh……..as the car levels out the lights lower and we can see around 8 dogs having one hell of a ding dong, but something is just not right….there all the same colour?
On exiting the car we find out why.
The smell hits us……shit. Right in the middle of this fecking great dust up is the bitch she is knotted up with another.

I’m trying not to pee me pants from laughing as well as keep the vomit in me stomach.
We had chained up me mates tree dogs and there still chained up these other dogs had come from the farms around and the Pa down the road.
They had dug under the outhouse and tunnelled through the shit to get to that bitch.
Anyway me mate wades in and starts sorting them out gets the birch and shoves here in the old shooting wagon the let’s his dogs off which sort out all the strays…..
We head off to bed after hosing off me mate on the front porch.
What a mess.
Next morning we drag the outhouse to a new spot after hosing that out dig us a new hole and are finishing up when these cars start dribbling in.
It’s all the locals wanting to know why there dogs smell like shit and have chunks missing

Fun times!

Yes bitches box way to go…..locking them in the out house…..not realy

sounds like a maungataroto tale to me man i had my eyes opened to life up there

Originally Posted by gsp follower

sounds like a maungataroto tale to me man i had my eyes opened to life up there

Nar bit further north than that it was just south of Waitiki landing the pub was the Houhora Tavern.
Good times used to hunt 90 mile in an old VW with the bonnet ripped off pig dogs in the front. The pigs would come down at night to eat the sea weed and what ever else washed up. We would race down the beach in this thing see the pigs slam on the picks and dogs would go flying out the front into it.
Was really good until they all farted at once
The old battle wagon died though…..one night this tire went past us we looked at each other? Where the feck did that come from?
Car then went into this huge side was slide straight to wards the sea and stopped fast in the sand.
From what we could see all the wheel nuts had stripped. Came back the next day only the roof was showing
Was a Long Walk back that Night the dogs kept on hitting pigs and we tired them up with our belts in the end.