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Just had to share - I was sitting by the lake taking a break from hours of walking and just watched this scene unfold. Mr Mastiff had obviously just been for a long walk in the hot sun and had to cool down. Off comes the lead as he wades into the lake and just stands there. After about 10 minutes owners call him back. Mr Mastiff is not budging.
Then the shouting starts to get him back, the treats come out to lure him back but alas he aint going anywhere! Was so comical as you could just see what he must have been thinking as he watched all these mad humans try to get him out f the water while he was just chilling!
The end result was someone having to walk halfway into the lake to get him. :)
I spent a couple of days with my family in a forest lodge in San Rafael, Colombia, and this beautiful mastiff followed us around all weekend.
August Sketching Stuff Challenge: Sketch a Pet.
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The latest Sketching Challenge newsletter is out and Charlie O’Shields walks us through painting a Pet Portrait of a Boxer. I like to change things a bit so I did a Mastiff, using his instructions. I fussed too much though, so I lost the spontaneity of Charlie’s instructions.
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"Mastiff in Fractalius"....I found an old version of fractalius and loaded it onto an old laptop. As I use solely mac for photoshop now it was a reminder of some of my really old editing from years ago. Hope you like it.
A digital artwork of the Tibetan Mastiff. The Tibetan Mastiff is listed #147 on the AKC list of most popular dog breeds
One of the most ancient types of dog breed. They rate 5 out of 5 in 'affectionate with family', 'incredibly kid friendly', 'size', and 'drooling potential'. They prefer the comforts of home and presence of family and will try their best to be a lap dog.
This gentle giant belongs to our Daughter and Family.
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Neapolitan mastiff puppies - 1 day
born.13.01.2009
Dam: BAJKA Krzyk Uwielbienia
(Mł. Ch.Pl., Winner Champion of Champions 08')
Sire ORION Millefiori
(Interchampion , HD A , Ch.Pl., 2x Zw. Klubu, Mł. Zw.Klubu 05', Zw.Pl. Zwycięzca Europy Środkowej i Wschodniej)
Quicksilver accordingly made the best of his way to the great gate, took a flying leap right over the three-headed mastiff, and stood at the door of the palace in an inconceivably short time.
The M-68 Mastiff, commonly referred to as the Mastiff LRV (Light Reconnaissance Vehicle), is an American light infantry mobility and reconnaissance vehicle developed for the United States Army. Entering service in the late 2130s, the Mastiff was designed to supplement heavier infantry fighting vehicles and replace aging light tactical platforms in high-threat, drone-saturated battlefields. The vehicle is manufactured by Oshkosh Defense, leveraging the company’s long experience with tactical wheeled vehicles.
The Mastiff is optimized for rapid infantry transport, reconnaissance, and urban combat support, prioritizing mobility, modularity, and low logistical burden over heavy armor. It is intended to operate alongside dismounted infantry, unmanned ground vehicles, and rotary- or tiltrotor-borne formations, particularly in expeditionary and dense urban environments.
The vehicle features a four-wheeled (4×4) configuration with independent suspension, allowing for high off-road mobility while maintaining a compact footprint suitable for airlift and shipboard transport. The Mastiff typically carries a crew of two—a driver and vehicle commander—while accommodating four fully equipped infantry soldiers depending on mission configuration.
Protection is focused on small arms fire, fragmentation, and blast mitigation, with modular add-on armor and electronic countermeasure suites available as mission kits. Unlike traditional infantry fighting vehicles, the Mastiff relies on speed, situational awareness, and networked support—such as unmanned aerial systems and precision fires—for survivability.
By the early 2140s, the M-68 Mastiff program was estimated to cost between USD $18–25 billion, with procurement plans ranging from 8,000 to 12,000 vehicles across active, reserve, and allied forces. Average unit cost was projected at $2–3 million, depending on configuration and electronics fit.
1:43 scale
Exactly a year since I uploaded the M40 Vanguard, I introduce the newest member to the US forces motor pool, the M-68 Mastiff. I wanted the vehicle to be similar in function and design to the Warthog and Razorback from halo and the GAV Swan from Avatar, while not ripping off the designs too much. In the end I think I was successful. The angled sides, thanks to the hinged plates, were inspired by the C-0T Light Transport by Louis K. on Flickr. The digital renders look a little bare on details, whenever I build it irl I will flesh it out with a rear roll cage, steering wheel etc. It will prob be the last US forces vehicle I post in a while, shifting my focus now to the UAS side of things, especially since I got a camo scheme going for them…
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A fine view of the size and affability of our one-year-old Newfy/Mastiff mix, Sofa. He gained ten pounds in one week. Literally. He is simply the best dog ever.
I found this on a recent road trip and couldn't resist getting a photo of this rather rough looking Leyland Mastiff.
With the registration being a Q plate I've no idea how old this particular lorry is.
A centuries-old, rare breed from the Pyrenees Mountains in Spain, this livestock guardian protected flocks from wolves, bears and thieves. Today, while it is still an effective guardian, many families have found the joy of owning the gentle and loving, yet independent, Pyrenean Mastiff.
One of the most ancient types of dog breed. They rate 5 out of 5 in 'affectionate with family', 'incredibly kid friendly', 'size', and 'drooling potential'. They prefer the comforts of home and presence of family and will try their best to be a lap dog. This is our Daughter and Family's one year old female.
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"Everybody in this family hates me!"
"Then maybe you should ask Santa for a new family."
"I don't want another family. I don't want any family. Families suck!"
Cuando tomas la decisión de seguir este tren hasta Aranda de Duero tienes que asumir el cúmulo de peripecias con las que vas a tener que lidiar y aceptar que no es un reto para pusilánimes. Mi jornada no empezó mal porque el tren partió de Santurce con solo media hora de retraso. Pero no bajé la guardia porque, como de costumbre, algo se podía torcer y había que estar preparado para ello. La espera en Subijana fue gélida y tediosa, sin trenes hacia Bilbao y con la habitual supresión del Intercity a Vigo. Todo parecía preludiar una rápida aparición del Tramesa pero, con un problema que solo le permitía circular en modo diesel, el tren avanzaba a paso de tortuga. Superado por la espera y con el sol casi perpendicular a la vía, me arriesgué a cambiar de sitio para fotografiarlo en Katadiano. Allí el sol estaba perfecto pero me aguardaban dos formidables mastines (amenazadores, pero guardando la distancia) que me estuvieron ladrando sin parar durante más de media hora. Cuando llegó el tren habían pasado casi tres horas desde su partida, casi el doble de lo habitual, y le hice una foto que en breve os mostraré por aquí. Para la siguiente fotografía fui a La Bureba donde (¡qué raro!) me esperaba todo un arsenal de nubes. La zona de Prádanos parecía la menos "hostil" y me quedé en el denominado "Puente de la Pulmonía" donde el frío y la espera sin fruto suelen ser mis compañeros de fatigas. Y así fue una vez más. El tren tardó una barbaridad en llegar y la foto fue un desastre por culpa de las nubes. El bobinero pasó a una velocidad anormalmente reducida y me tomé con calma la llegada al siguiente punto, el puente de Quintanapalla. Tanto relajo casi me cuesta un disgusto porque el tren llegó solo dos minutos más tarde que yo. La cuarta foto tocaba hacerla en el Directo y después de lo vivido no perdí ni un segundo en dirigirme a Villagonzalo, localidad por la que el mercante apareció unos quince minutos después de mi llegada. Con la adrenalina a tope me dispuse a adelantar al tren y volver a fotografiarlo en Lerma. Mientras llegaba al punto a paso más que ligero, me pareció ver que la vía estaba muy brillante así que me temí que el tren ya hubiera pasado. Pese al mal augurio no me desanimé y me preparé para la espera (larga e ilógica, por supuesto) sacudido por un frío y un viento a los que el calificativo "polar" no les vendría grande. Siendo sensato (esta palabra la borro de mi vocabulario cuando salgo a hacer fotos) habría concluido que el tren se me había escapado y me habría vuelto a casa. Pero no. Me dediqué a mandar WhatsApps a diestro y siniestro en busca de información sobre la situación del tren. Por fortuna, un buen amigo me comunicó que el maquinista había observado una anomalía en la vía y se había detenido para documentarla fotográficamente. Una vez más, tocaba ración extra de espera y con el riesgo añadido de unas amenazadoras sombras que iban invadiendo la vía. Alguno de vosotros (hijo del sufrimiento como yo) podrá barruntar la catarsis que sentí cuando el tren finalmente apareció con el maquinista dedicándome una sonora pitada. Increíble momento, sí.
Comentando la jornada con otro aficionado, me dio la enhorabuena por la suerte que había tenido y yo, lejos de explotar de ira e indignación, le dije que sí, que verdaderamente había tenido mucha suerte.
Sí que estamos locos de atar, sí.....
When you make the decision to follow this train to Aranda de Duero you have to assume the accumulation of adventures with which you are going to have to deal with and accept that it is not a challenge for the faint hearted. My journey did not start badly because the train left Santurce with only half an hour late. But I didn't let my guard down because, as usual, something could be twisted and I had been prepared for it. The wait in Subijana was freezing and tedious, without trains to Bilbao and with the usual suppression of Intercity to Vigo. Everything seemed to prelude a rapid appearance of Tramesa but, with a problem that only allowed it to circulate in diesel mode, a turtle step advanced. Overcome by the wait and with the sun almost perpendicular to the road, I risked changing places to wait for the train in Katadiano. There, the sun was perfect but I expected two formidable mastiffs (menacing, but keeping distance) that were barking nonstop for more than half an hour. When the train arrived, it had been almost three hours since its departure, almost twice that what is usual, and I took a picture of it that soon you will see here. For the next picture I went to La Bureba where (how strange!) a whole array of clouds was waiting for me. The area of Prádanos seemed the least "hostile" and I was in the so-called "Bridge of the Pneumonia" where the cold and waiting without fruit are usually my fatigue partners. And so it was once again. The train took a lot to arrive and the photo was a disaster because of the clouds. The freight passed at an abnormally reduced speed and I calmly took the arrival to the next point, the Quintanapalla bridge. So much relaxation almost cost me disgust because the train arrived only two minutes later than me. The fourth photo was to be taken in El Directo and after what I lived I did not lose a second to go to Villagonzalo, a town where the freight appeared about fifteen minutes after my arrival.
With the adrenaline full, I set out to overtake the train and photograph it again in Lerma. As I reached the point step by step more than light, I thought I saw that the track was very bright so I was afraid that the train had already passed. Despite the bad omen, I did not lose heart and prepared myself for the wait (long and illogical, of course) shaken by a cold and a wind that the qualifying "polar" would not suit them. Being sensible (this word I erase from my vocabulary when I go out to take pictures) I would have concluded that the train had escaped me and I would have returned home. But no. I dedicated myself to send WhatsApps left and right to probe information about where the train was. Fortunately, a good friend told me that the driver had observed an anomaly on the track and had stopped to document it photographically. Once again, I had a extra waiting ration and with the added risk of menacing shadows that were invading the road. Some of you (son of suffering like me) will be able to sweep the catharsis I felt when the train finally appeared with the driver giving me a loud whistle. Amazing moment, yes.
Commenting on the day with another fan, he congratulated me on the luck I had had and I, far from exploding with anger and indignation, said yes, that I had really been very lucky.
Yes we are crazy to tie, yes ....
Je ne sais pas qui a prit cette photo. Elle vient en complément de l'autre , juste pour faire voir la ou ils vivent et apparemment, le berger ne le crains pas du tout . Tout les commentaires sont pour celui ou celle qui a pris cette superbe photo .
Ma modeste participation est un recadrage et un peu d'ajustement sur la netteté et les contrastes.....
C'est ,quand même, un beau toutou impressionnant....
bref au tibet , en plus , je parle pas le tibetain.....
j'aime ces regards, cette vue , dont je ne suis pas l'auteur et surement pas à la hauteur. Quelle puissance pouvons nous deviner dans ce magnifique chien.... et cette osmose entre l'homme , le chien et la nature......