Angus the Great

When you can’t change the direction of the wind... adjust your jowls.

More: Angus is the 160 lb epitome of the gentle giant. He’s a huge mammas baby. I rocked him to sleep as a baby and I he sees me sit in that rocking chair he will still jump into my lap... well on me, the chair arms, my chest, my head. He lets the cats sleep on him, follows each step my granddaughter takes when she’s outside, keeping her safe, but is overprotective of me, the grand baby, and my 2 daughters still at home. His favorite pass time is intimidating delivery persons, growling and barking that deep base bark, then running straight at them to.... give them a lick.
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