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Offline pastorp

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Pet stories
« on: January 07, 2010, 06:01:03 PM »
Don't see a pet forum so I'll try here. Anyone got a favorite pet that goes everywhere with you? Any stories?

I was friends with a old man in florida named Fred, I called him Mr. Fred as was the custom in the south when addressing someone older than yourself. He
was retired and did a lot of trapping & hunting. He owned a old Irish setter, or maybe the setter owned him, hard to tell. Anyway they went everywhere together. That dog slept in his truck so he wouldn't get left in the mornings. If you saw Mr. Fred you knew Red was somewhere close.

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Re: Pet stories
« Reply #1 on: January 08, 2010, 12:15:29 AM »
well i guess this qualifies.. my wifes little dog is something she can hold onto,for some sense of normalcy..
 thank god she has her..she laughs an cuts up w blossom all the time.. :)slim

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Re: Pet stories
« Reply #2 on: January 08, 2010, 01:57:10 AM »
Our beagle is a member of the family. After much spanking and yelling I still have not been able to break him of the occasional carrion eating episode. There were two carrion events that I particularly remember. We were grouse hunting in the early season and it was still warm. He found something really stinky and rolled around in it. I had to drive home 150 miles with the windows down because it stunk so bad I would start retching if whenever I got a good whiff of it.

The worst one was when he ran off in the neighborhood and wouldn't come back to my call for about ten minutes. He came back and I took him in the house with me as I continued my chores. This was one week after we had replaced our old living room carpet with a beautiful dark green carpet that cost me plenty and was a gift to my wife. He puked up some carrion that stank to high heaven and still contained wriggling maggots right on that new carpet. It was very disgusting to clean that up. Since then I've been a lot warier about letting him in the house unless he's coming in directly from his kennel.

I remember the first time he found a deer bone in the woods when he was a puppy. He reacted as if he had found a huge treasure and would not share it. He ran off and wouldn't come back and didn't want me near him as he savored that dried out old bone. He still will grab something in the woods and run off with  it probably knowing that I'll spank his rump when I catch up to him. It's the only think I can think of where I spank him and yell at him. Otherwise he's a very good dog. I just don't want him in the bad habit of eating stuff that can kill him.
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Re: Pet stories
« Reply #3 on: January 08, 2010, 03:36:03 AM »
I love pets.
Our first was a poodle-- a SMART dog named Beau.
We lived in an apartment and he could hold it a long time but if he just couldn't or his stomach was upset he would hop in the bathtub, right next too the commode, and do his business. Easy clean-up.
Over the years we have had a number of dogs--all small and lap size. They have varied in intelligence but not in love and companionship.
Rudy is 14 now and, realisitically, won't be here much longer. His memory and his love and loyalty will linger far after he is gone. As soon as he is gone we will look for another.
Ann and I often reminence about our old pets and the memory of them is as real as if they were still here.
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Re: Pet stories
« Reply #4 on: January 08, 2010, 03:41:24 AM »
My old buddy Rhett, he died a while back but was my sidekick for about 14 years.  In the later years he didn't go as much as he once did but that was because he had hip dysphasia and couldn’t get in and out of the truck.  He was content to just lay by the back door and bark at the squirrels that came on the porch to get a drink.  He died peacefully in his sleep, the doctor said most likely from a heart attack.

At 65 pounds Rhett was small for a German Shepard but he had more heart than any I have ever seen. He was gentle as a lamb with kids and most people, but would eat someone’s butt up if told to do so or if they breeched the boundary of his domain; he even got along with the old black barn cat.

I acquired a puppy as his replacement, one of the most beautiful GS I have ever seen.  He was 30 pounds at 13 weeks old, smart as a tack,  I lost him to parvo after two weeks.  I am looking for another one,  not just any dog will do, there will have to be that special feeling before I bring one home.  But this has been put on the back burner for a while, I recently had a stress test and was told at the time that I was in excellent shape for a man my age, well this past Monday I had a call from the doctor, there was something abnormal and it looks like I could have another date with the surgeon, my first by-pass was almost twenty years ago so I guess I’m due.  

We also have a minature poodle and minature Schnauzer they are lap dogs and have traveled the USA in the motorhome.  They were both adopted from the pound, the poodle in 9 years oild and smart as can be, the Schnauzer is 12, she is a good watch dog, but mostly just a pet.

If the Man upstairs see fit, I will have another German Shepard companion before too long.

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Re: Pet stories
« Reply #5 on: January 08, 2010, 05:04:18 AM »
This was not me or my dog but thought it was really neat anyway. Back in the 80s Aviation Week magazine always had an annual photo issue. In that issue was a full page shot of a dog skydiving. The dog wore a WWII leather helmet and googles and was attached to the front of his owner chest with a harness. In the picture the dog and the owner were in free fall and that dog looked happier than a pig in a mud hole in August.
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Re: Pet stories
« Reply #6 on: January 08, 2010, 05:27:16 AM »
   I had a Rott. that went everywhere with me. I woke up one morning at 2:30 and there was a spot light shining in my bedroom window. Heidi and i got in the truck and drove down the road and ask if they would please not shine there light in my window. One of the guys called me every filthy name i have ever heard. I ask if he would like to come a little closer and repeat that. He started over to my truck and i let the Rott. out. Sure is funny. When she sat by the truck and showed him her teeth that was the end of that. They left in a hurry. Oh and by the way she was a very friendly dog.
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Re: Pet stories
« Reply #7 on: January 09, 2010, 06:02:04 AM »
My big ol' lab had the surgery on Tuesday. It was a fatty tumor that had grown under muscles in his front leg and along the chest wall. It was HUGE. I pulled out the packing from the wound this morning, as the Vet had advised. He's doing great! Still on prednisone, rimidyl and antibiotics for a few more days. Rest of the sutures come out on the 26th.