Bone cancer.
He was a bull mastiff. She is 5'4 and 120 lbs, so I was always happy she had him around for security. Tank was about 150 lbs when full grown.
When he was 9 months old, she was walking him outside her apartment, and a guy started following them, trying to talk to her. She tried to be nice, but he couldn't take a hint and wouldn't leave her alone. When he reached out to grab her, Tank snapped onto his forearm and locked on. Guy started screaming, tried to shake him off, and Tank's predator instincts kicked in, he started shaking his arm.
Some people passing by saw the whole thing, so when the police came, they got the guy medical attention, and nothing happened to Tank. Good dog.
When he was about 6 years old, she was out taking him for a walk near a wooded area. Some coyote was following them, unbeknownst to her. When she took off his leash, he made a beeline right into the woods, grabbed the coyote by the throat, and slammed it down into the ground, ripping out its throat and killing it. Good dog.
They gave him two steaks and a cupcake yesterday as his last meal. She sent me a picture from the vet, where her nephews and nieces are playing with him in the room beforehand. She held him as they did the injection, the most important thing.
He was a bull mastiff. She is 5'4 and 120 lbs, so I was always happy she had him around for security. Tank was about 150 lbs when full grown.
When he was 9 months old, she was walking him outside her apartment, and a guy started following them, trying to talk to her. She tried to be nice, but he couldn't take a hint and wouldn't leave her alone. When he reached out to grab her, Tank snapped onto his forearm and locked on. Guy started screaming, tried to shake him off, and Tank's predator instincts kicked in, he started shaking his arm.
Some people passing by saw the whole thing, so when the police came, they got the guy medical attention, and nothing happened to Tank. Good dog.
When he was about 6 years old, she was out taking him for a walk near a wooded area. Some coyote was following them, unbeknownst to her. When she took off his leash, he made a beeline right into the woods, grabbed the coyote by the throat, and slammed it down into the ground, ripping out its throat and killing it. Good dog.
They gave him two steaks and a cupcake yesterday as his last meal. She sent me a picture from the vet, where her nephews and nieces are playing with him in the room beforehand. She held him as they did the injection, the most important thing.
