My sister’s rescue pit, Greta. The ghetto trash that she got rescued from as a puppy mangled her ears trying to make her look gamebred. She’s a sweet dog though.
The gang. All rescue dogs. Homer the chihuahua and his partner in crime Maple (not pictured) love to escape. They learned how to dig under a fence, so my sister put the shock collars on them and a wireless electric fence up. She had to keep the voltage toned down so Homer didn’t get zapped to death, but Maple is about 60 pounds so the shock didn’t bother her at all. Maple would dig under the fence, escape, and Homer would follow but get the shit shocked out of him. Maple would drag him, while he was screaming and getting shocked, away from the range of the electric fence and off to freedom. Such pain in the ass dogs.