Carl

 This is Carl. Isn't he cute? He's our "little man"… Well at least that's what I call him. :)

He's a baby rottweiller. He's only 5 months old, but already he's about 75 pounds...

He's a chunk. 

 Look at that little face. 

Carl likes to eat things he shouldn't. 

His diet consists of weird African plants, toilet paper, and pieces of the garbage bag

with the occasional addition of dog food. ;)

He's our "guard dog" and a spoiled one at that.

When people see us cuddling with him, playing with him, or taking him for 

walks {which happens rarely}, they give us weird looks.

Most of the people here don't treat their dogs like that. 

And boy can you tell the difference! Carl's still a good guard dog {trust me. When he sees

someone he doesn't like, he goes nuts.} but he can still be pretty good in the house.

 I'm not going to go into the details, but most people sometimes let their dogs run free.

UMM… I prefer not getting chased down by HUGE dogs {or tiny ones

who THINK they're huge} when I go on my runs in the morning, thank you very much.

"HUH? You talkin' to me?"