The definitive answer to that question is yes, you betcha....and I can give you dear reader the perfect example of a bad dog... I bring to you the dog that is nobody's favorite:
Chico came to me as a puppy off the mean streets of Chula Vista...He is of Mexican decent, that I know to be true. It is quite evident that Chico is indeed an immigrant from south of the border because he still does not understand English. Or at least I think that I why he does not listen to a single solitary command such as; Come....Sit.....Stay...NOTHING.......He is obviously language impaired.
As a puppy, when I adopted him, he was really cute and adorable, he was a small, little, furry creature ...and he stayed reaaaally petite for the longest time, in fact I thought I had a dwarf dog on my hands. Then, after about a year...
KA-BAM, this big kinda ugly, short legged, pudgy mutt all the sudden sprung up from nowhere.....My cute little fur ball had overnight turned into this really big fifty pound stubby legged dog with a personality that matched Cujo's, that nasty dog from those spooky Stephen King novels.
This obstinate and deviate personality of Chico's is most likely all my own fault. At the time Chico was just a little tike, I was going through my wild partying days, I guess one could easily say I was having a mid life crisis . During this period, at any given time at my house, there was always a pool side party to attend, and Chico was always one of the active precipitants.
While at these wild summer poolside parties , every time I looked over my shoulder, there was Chico, slurping up some sort of alcoholic beverage. It didn't matter how many times he was yelled at, or how many times he was locked in the house, he still managed to escape to get down to the pool, so that he could continue to consume his most favorite party cocktail..
Thus.....Chico was given the name ChicoMartini based on his love and appreciation of the Apple Martini.
So what makes Chico so bad anyway?
First he does not listen to a single word when anyone tells him to do. If you say come on Chico, unless it is to go by-by, he high tails it in the other direction, every single time...Making it so I am chasing after him on a regular basis.
Frequently, he tries to murder any puppies that live in the house. I know that he purposely leads the puppy out the the front door and onto the street. I cannot tell you how many times I have found him outside with Pinky, sitting smack dab sitting in the middle of the street,while Chico is sitting on the curb and just waiting.....and watching.......I know what he is up to...
O Boy, when it is dinner time...WATCH OUT......he will attack whatever he perceives as a threat to any of the multitude of food bowls that within twenty five feet of his own established parameters. him. He commands complete control over all food bowls and all the rest of the dogs are scared shitless of Chico the commando.
Then, If I happen to get up in the middle of any given night, and if Pinky follows me, while walking back upstairs, and if by chance Chico is in his cave, under the stairs, Chico will then lunge viciously at Pinky, because he anticipates a possible infringement on the closest food bowl.
And finally.....about every three months he lays the biggest dump he can muster, and he does it in the middle of the living room. All the doors can be open, doesn't matter, it seems to have become Chico's quarterly ritual of some sort, and why he does it is only understood by that bad dog ChicoMartini.
Of course when I was taking pictures of Chico for this blog, he managed to look like a sweet angel....BUT DON'T BE FOOLED.....look past those cute adorable perky ears, and those innocent brown eyes.....because BEWARE ChicoMartini is indeed a BAD DOG!