bulldog raze some animals belong together. take these two. the man's body a broken lawn chair. his cane a cruel prosthetic limb. his dog a stubborn beauty with a face that frowns even when it's smiling. "you're pissing me off, you knucklehead," the man says. but there's love in his gruff voice. his name is a mystery. he calls his walking partner the same thing i call the golden retriever i love best. the courage bred into him for bull baiting has been dulled down to fifty pounds of unforced friendship. i feel the full weight of his heart dig into me when he leans against my leg. he rolls over and gives up his stomach, and with it the keys to his kingdom. 221214 what's it to you? who go blather from