He’s a pitbull and he gets bit by her other doberman dog. Surprisingly, he doesn’t bite him back even though pitbulls are “vicious”. We must have trained him pretty damn fucking good when he was young to not get ticked off enough to bite him back. Now his head is filled with blood that is still heeling. He’s stuck with that fucking reindeer dog for life. I can’t believe he’s 35 years in dog years. It’s going to be sad when he dies. He will forever be the nicest dog I’ve ever known.