Sarge, is a over excited, over protective, family dog. He came to our house from a breeder who was going to barter him for a DVD player. The kid that wanted him didn't have any money. So we decided that if the kid didn't have any money to buy Sarge how was he going to pay for food, and vet bills. Needless to say he came to live with us, I his mom could not leave him behind. It was good that we brought him home, he was sick with cocsidia and was the mopiest puppy ever. A few days with some antibotics and all hell broke loose. He chewed up just about everything as a puppy.

As he grew up he loved playing with his brother Sam, but Sam is an older dog and was quite up to putting up with a puppy. So he got a brother named Bosco who quickly became his best friend. 

Sarge has an agression problem against anything outside his property. Until you get him out on a walk and then he turns in to a great dog. Loves to wear a backpack and a bandana and take a long walk.

The poor mailman is deathly afraid of his brite white teeth. Our packages usually just get left in the middle of the yard.

He loves to go for car rides, but hates the vet since he was neutered. Sarge doesn' t like being left alone and will move things around the house in protest, won't chew them just moves them.

Sarge has some issues but when it comes down to it hes a loving dog who would do anything to keep his family safe.

Well I was a Christmas present to my Dad from his aunt Holly. My mom is actually my stepmom. I have 2 younger brothers who I would rather have nothing to do with.

My mom calls me the Super Shegal, because im half Beagle half German Shepherd. I think im one of those "desinger dogs" but Dad just calls me a mutt!

I love love love to chase the neighbor kids on anything they ride on or start up. Bikes, four wheelers, go karts anything!! I run myslef ragged. You wouldn't think I was a grumpy old man when Im runing back and forth.

I would do anything to go on a car ride. Back when we lived in Illinois and my Dad would work on the road all the time, I used to go with him a lot. I have a hard time understanding why he leaves me behind all the time now. But then theres my Mom who is always home and can take good care of me. She passes me extra treats during the day when Sarge and Bosco aren't around.

Oh and one more thing about me, I have seizures. For unknown reasons I have seizures. My kentucky vet thinks they are stress related, but my  mom doesn't think so. They are so random and some are worse than others. They don't want to put me on seizure medicine because I don't have them frequently enough. The seizures scare the crap out of my mom, I'm old and she thinks they are too much for me to handle. But im a proven tough guy. I might be old, but I can run with the young guns!

I am a bandana wearing fool, I know im pretty when mom puts a clean one on me. My brothers and I have a whole wardrobe of them. I prance around the yard like i've won a great prize when I have one on!