sounds a legend of a course mate...
my grandad had a big white dog called ghost mustard he was absolutely mustard but would kill any other dog so didnt get the work he needed which is a shame,he accidently got to an old bitsa bitch what looked like a greyhound,
cut a long story short me and my brother had a pup each me a dog him a bitch,the rest went to my two uncles ,cousins..
and a few travellers had 2 off us,well my cousins pup was killed in a kennel fight my uncles ate rat poisoning and the other got run over and we never heard from the travellers again.
my pup was not meant to be he w