Staffy

Staffy
Staffy with an intense stare giving it a serious look as if you owe it money. It is common knowledge in Great Britain that the British Bulldog and Staffordshire Terrier bred the infamous canine. At that time, many experiments went on with dogs mating different breeds hoping their pups would have that extra ability as a fighting-dog. To breeders of dogs it was the Staffordshire Bull Terrier to trainers of fighting-dogs Pit Bull. They are two dimensions in height eighteen-inches and twenty-four inches from paw to bullhead.


Hard as they were the men feared the rat, however.  This battle-scarred fighting-dog with lockjaws is feared the most, which it likes to kill, which it enjoys the kill, which it lives for the kill, and it's bulldozing towards them.  Those knew not to stroke it, and those knew not to feed it, and those knew.  It can’t distinguish between a “hand-out and a hand.”  Mitchell had warned them many times, and they knew Mitchell’s motto.  Touch not the fighting-dog without a glove.  Its reputation as a vicious killer scattered the miners like cats.  





In that bye-gone-age dogs that are born were rough tough to survive their natural environment.

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  1. “At last at last it has been accomplished. No one not even the lordly brothers will disrupt my passion to have, the most ferocious breed of fast fighting dogs ever seen. I am what I am. Give me a fighting-dog and I come alive, crunch crunch crack crack.”
    An evil laugh Mitchell heralded to the air.

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  2. And Fury muscled up pawed ahead inspired by the delicious sexual conquest. He growls defensively against those. That dare cross its path.

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  3. Fury understood that tone of voice. Obediently it went under table waits for him to return. Hardly ever without thy master its life revolved around him. It lives only for him. Fury could not sleep not knowing where is thy master. It listens listening for front door to open.

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  4. Mitchell moved in a fast pace hoping it’s not Jack. He turned into High Street. Up ahead is the hospital’s stone building, built in sixteenth century. An impressive sight it was. With stone carvings of unusual designs, Carpathian pillars, rows of balusters placed on stone ledges, and many arch windows of stain glass and mullion windows. Which spreads over many acres. His temper high has made him strong as an ox.

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"BRED TO BE BAD"

Stocky and sturdy like the rock of Gibraltar

Stocky and sturdy like the rock of Gibraltar
Staffordshire Bull Terrier was built for power; it had small half prick ears their lips show no looseness, bright beady eyes on a bull-face with a serious look, solid jaw structure in a large mouth, which opened from ear to ear showing strong canine, pure white teeth, a large bullhead on a bull-neck with round shoulders, and bull-chested. That’s attached to a muscular frame with a rat like tail no fringes. Strong sturdy paws hold it upright to run faster dig deeper holes. It had to its advantage in combat smooth coat of fur close to the body. That draws tight for protection in a fight difficult for the enemy to grip. And thy master had brainwashed them since pups with the sound of his voice, his scent, his touch, and with one word uttered only by him. “Attack! Attack!” His voice is second nature to them.