ANIMAL THREAD

How did you find that

How did you find that picture of me from last Monday???

Penguin - too much

Penguin - too much testosterone

Polar bear - now that's what you call "dragging your ass"

http://www.cathappy.com/rescu

Twain wrote: Penguin - too

Twain wrote:

Penguin - too much testosterone

Polar bear - now that's what you call "dragging your ass"

ROFLMAO that was so funny who gave him the box of red bull lol thanks 4 sharing

impatientpatien

impatientpatien wrote:

http://www.cathappy.com/rescued.htm

Hi Impatient,I saw this last night after you posted it,and it made me cry. Shocked Hubby came in, said why are you crying,I said this poem Impatient posted,touched my heart. Eye-wink Thank you for sharing,it is a very sweet poem. Eye-wink

love the penguin reminds me

love the penguin reminds me of myself when was younger and drank to much.

* Einstein the famous

* Einstein the famous talking African Grey Parrot! *

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7rfGEtALHYs&feature=related

Amazing! LOL

Amazing! LOL

I love Einstein!!!!!

I love Einstein!!!!!

Hi MsD, I love animals too

Hi MsD,
I love animals too much--I always say that if I was rich I'd have a whole house full of critters.

Hope you're doing well.

Take Care.
Wanda

Me too I would adopt as many

Me too I would adopt as many animals as I could.
My husband no longer allows me to go to the Humane Society.
Not even just to have a look.

Probably the Funniest Cat

Probably the Funniest Cat Video You'll Ever See

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SUNmLuNdiL8&feature=related

heartthrob wrote: Probably

heartthrob wrote:

Probably the Funniest Cat Video You'll Ever See

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SUNmLuNdiL8&feature=related

That was funny, Pam . . . Laughing out loud
However, I can't help but feel sorry for the cat on the fan! Shocked Eye-wink

impatientpatien wrote: Hi

impatientpatien wrote:

Hi MsD,
I love animals too much--I always say that if I was rich I'd have a whole house full of critters.

I know you do. Eye-wink And you would. Many blessings. Smiling

Males . . . what is it about

Males . . . what is it about them???

Over Christmas, I had four dogs in my house . . . 3 females and 1 male.

I knew that the male had gone all around the outside of the house marking his territory.

Today, I was ripping up carpet, and found out that Buster didn't leave his markings just to the outdoors, but on my baseboards. walls and a vase as well! Shocked Jawdropping! Barf!

abusedemotionally

abusedemotionally wrote:

Males . . . what is it about them???

Over Christmas, I had four dogs in my house . . . 3 females and 1 male.

Sounds like a fair mix. Evil Evil

abusedemotionally wrote:

I knew that the male had gone all around the outside of the house marking his territory.

Today, I was ripping up carpet, and found out that Buster didn't leave his markings just to the outdoors, but on my baseboards. walls and a vase as well! Shocked Jawdropping! Barf!

Good boy, Buster, good boy! Laughing out loud

MicOnTheNorthShore

MicOnTheNorthShore wrote:
abusedemotionally wrote:

Males . . . what is it about them???

Over Christmas, I had four dogs in my house . . . 3 females and 1 male.

Sounds like a fair mix. Evil Evil

abusedemotionally wrote:

I knew that the male had gone all around the outside of the house marking his territory.

Today, I was ripping up carpet, and found out that Buster didn't leave his markings just to the outdoors, but on my baseboards. walls and a vase as well! Shocked Jawdropping! Barf!

Good boy, Buster, good boy! Laughing out loud

*Busted*

We had a cat once years ago that would spray the house. I mean even on bedding and pillows. We took him to the vet, had him neutered, tried kitty prozac and tranquilizers. We finally wound up giving him to a farm lady who had several "barn cats". He became a *mouser*. I hated to do that, but you can't let an animal make your life miserable. I can only hope he did ok there, and had fun catching mice.

abusedemotionally

abusedemotionally wrote:

Males . . . what is it about them???

Over Christmas, I had four dogs in my house . . . 3 females and 1 male.

I knew that the male had gone all around the outside of the house marking his territory.

Today, I was ripping up carpet, and found out that Buster didn't leave his markings just to the outdoors, but on my baseboards. walls and a vase as well! Shocked Jawdropping! Barf!

LOL - That's why Lucky wears diapers.

wishandaprayer wrote: LOL

wishandaprayer wrote:

LOL - That's why Lucky wears diapers.

Doesn't he/she try to chew them off, Wish?

heartthrob

heartthrob wrote:
wishandaprayer wrote:

LOL - That's why Lucky wears diapers.

Doesn't he/she try to chew them off, Wish?

No, he doesn't bother, but sometimes, he does try to lick. I feel bad about that, but when he lifts his leg, I know I'm doing the right thing.
I've noticed that he's starting to slow down recently. He's fine, but he just sleeps longer. I got him for my daughter's 13th birthday, and she'll be 26 this year. He was estimated to be about 8 months old at that time. The people that I got him from got him from the SPCA and didn't realize that he was a pup when they got him.
Years ago, I had x-rays done of his spine, and I remember the vet saying that there was a problem with his lower spine, and it could affect his bladder at some point. It's not diabetes, and it's not an infection. So, I guess it's very likely related to his nervous system. My regular vet wanted to do a full investigation, but I didn't think it was necessary. What do you think? Am I doing the best thing, or should I have a full investigation done, and what might they find, and what could be done about it? I really don't think I would want surgery for him. Am I wrong? The diapers are expensive, but I don't know what else to do. Another vet saw him, and didn't recommend a full investigation, but he wasn't my regular vet. Am I making a mistake by not investigating? Could it be something easily fixed? A friend mentioned some pills of some kind, but I didn't follow through on that idea.

I think he's 91 years old??

I think he's 91 years old?? I think I would leave him alone. Especially if he tolerates the diapers. I don't think there's a right or wrong, Wish. Would anyone operate on a 91 year old man who leaked a little urine? The answer is no, no and no. JMNSHO

heartthrob wrote: I think

heartthrob wrote:

I think he's 91 years old?? I think I would leave him alone. Especially if he tolerates the diapers. I don't think there's a right or wrong, Wish. Would anyone operate on a 91 year old man who leaked a little urine? The answer is no, no and no. JMNSHO

I don't know - he doesn't look or act 91. How do you get 91? 13 x 7? Is that how it works?

wishandaprayer

wishandaprayer wrote:
heartthrob wrote:

I think he's 91 years old?? I think I would leave him alone. Especially if he tolerates the diapers. I don't think there's a right or wrong, Wish. Would anyone operate on a 91 year old man who leaked a little urine? The answer is no, no and no. JMNSHO

I don't know - he doesn't look or act 91. How do you get 91? 13 x 7? Is that how it works?

That's what I've heard.

MicOnTheNorthShore

MicOnTheNorthShore wrote:
abusedemotionally wrote:

Males . . . what is it about them???

Over Christmas, I had four dogs in my house . . . 3 females and 1 male.

Sounds like a fair mix. Evil Evil

abusedemotionally wrote:

I knew that the male had gone all around the outside of the house marking his territory.

Today, I was ripping up carpet, and found out that Buster didn't leave his markings just to the outdoors, but on my baseboards. walls and a vase as well! Shocked Jawdropping! Barf!

Good boy, Buster, good boy! Laughing out loud

You know what happens to male dogs who do this, don't you, Mic????

Mine did things like that

Mine did things like that when she went into heat. Shocked Jawdropping! I had that problem fixed! It was almost the only time she said anything too (and no, it wasn't that alley cat come boys and ^&*# me either). Its really too bad, she'd have had great kids and would have made a wonderful mother.

rockygirl wrote: You know

rockygirl wrote:

You know what happens to male dogs who do this, don't you, Mic????

Puzzled Sad Shocked

MicOnTheNorthShore

MicOnTheNorthShore wrote:
rockygirl wrote:

You know what happens to male dogs who do this, don't you, Mic????

Puzzled Sad Shocked

RunMicRun

heartthrob

heartthrob wrote:
MicOnTheNorthShore wrote:
rockygirl wrote:

You know what happens to male dogs who do this, don't you, Mic????

Puzzled Sad Shocked

RunMicRun

I guess I have to find a rock to hide under for a while ... Sad Smiling ... and avoid sharp objects ...

(No subject)

The Animal Odd

heartthrob wrote: The

heartthrob wrote:

The Animal Odd Couple

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aFz-FMj-9Ps

Oh my god...that made me CRY!!!!! I can't believe it! It's just so beautiful. Sad Smiling sorry...don't know if I should put a happy face or a sad face or what. Seriously I have TEARS streaming down my face! Maybe I'm just overwhelmed because I'm sick but, I don't know. Animals are beautiful to me. They make me cry easily. They're so innocent.

BABY MEETS DOG

BABY MEETS DOG

Puppy whistle:

abusedemotionally

abusedemotionally wrote:
heartthrob wrote:

Probably the Funniest Cat Video You'll Ever See

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SUNmLuNdiL8&feature=related

That was funny, Pam . . . Laughing out loud
However, I can't help but feel sorry for the cat on the fan! Shocked Eye-wink

I doubt the fan was going as fast as it looked. The video has the look of something that was sped up.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?

CALLMECRAZY

That is *really* sweet! sniff...

Daenerys

Daenerys wrote:

That is *really* sweet! sniff...

Awwwwwwwww, too cute.

Sam's_Story.pps http://www.yo

Does anyone know how I copy

Does anyone know how I copy and paste power point?

Hi, Sami1 . . . welcome to

Hi, Sami1 . . . welcome to the forum.

I don't know if it can be done. I found Sam's Story on another site and tried the usual way one would do it if they were posting a picture or video, but for some reason the power point didn't want to cooperate. Sorry.

Sami1 wrote:

Does anyone know how I copy and paste power point?

CALLMECRAZY

In response to this, shadow puppets animals (etc): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9WlbQPmXg08 same music, but lol.... Laughing out loud

canadianEH

canadianEH wrote:

In response to this, shadow puppets animals (etc): http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9WlbQPmXg08 same music, but lol.... Laughing out loud

Smiling Those were both really good . . . thanks for sharing.

I think you're right. The

I think you're right. The site may be equipped for videos but not pps. I tried putting pps in here every way I could think of but it didn't cooperate. I found a video but not as good as pps. Thanks, AE.

Sami1 wrote: I think

Sami1 wrote:

I think you're right. The site may be equipped for videos but not pps. I tried putting pps in here every way I could think of but it didn't cooperate. I found a video but not as good as pps. Thanks, AE.

You're welcome. Smiling Sorry you had so much trouble with it. However the one you did post was very cute. Eye-wink

http://www.youtube.com/watch?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HlpJMavbpfg&feature=related

I think they're upgrading the site. This is the second time I put this in. Let's see if it takes this time.

Possibly the world's ugliest

Possibly the world's ugliest cat. Ladies (and gents) get ready to meet "Uggs"

Learn more about him at: http://wbztv.com/watercooler/pets/ugly.cat.scary.2.949524.html

JaneQPatient

JaneQPatient wrote:

Possibly the world's ugliest cat. Ladies (and gents) get ready to meet "Uggs"

I have to agree . . . he's the ugliest cat I've ever seen . . . but it doesn't seem to be a deterrent for him, that's for sure!

This is so cute: Parrot Pets

This is so cute:

Parrot Pets Cat:

http://video.yahoo.com/watch/4242098/11392286

Dog Makes Friends With

Dog Makes Friends With Duck

http://video.yahoo.com/watch/4551366/12188063

A dog, cat and a rat

A dog, cat and a rat

That's Amazing!!

That's Amazing!!

Before I leave, I'd like to

Before I leave, I'd like to share a bizarre story with you. As you know, I have a male, English Mastiff. I've gotten into the habit of taking him to a dog park once a week. The problem is he's fallen in love with a ****zu named Violet. I'm afraid that Violet feels the same way about him! I've tried to wrap my head around their mating, I've imagined all kinds of scenarios, but none of them benefit Violet. Violet's owner thinks it's cute, but then she's a bit breezy. I can't help but imagine the puppies. Large barrel chested, with a black nose and long, silky, tan hair. I think I'll take him to another dog park! I don't want the dog police to arrest him for immoral acts on a lap dog!

LEVICULUS_SCRIPTOR

LEVICULUS_SCRIPTOR wrote:

Before I leave, I'd like to share a bizarre story with you. As you know, I have a male, English Mastiff. I've gotten into the habit of taking him to a dog park once a week. The problem is he's fallen in love with a ****zu named Violet. I'm afraid that Violet feels the same way about him! I've tried to wrap my head around their mating, I've imagined all kinds of scenarios, but none of them benefit Violet. Violet's owner thinks it's cute, but then she's a bit breezy. I can't help but imagine the puppies. Large barrel chested, with a black nose and long, silky, tan hair. I think I'll take him to another dog park! I don't want the dog police to arrest him for immoral acts on a lap dog!

Ah, c'mon, Levi, he's just sowing his wild oats! It's not as though his girlfriend and her master are objecting! The "kids" might look totally like ****zus, but will a lot of muscle, and heck, it may be too late to curtail the "dirty deed", Laughing out loud anyway.

Now, you don't have anything against "long hairs", do you? Smiling Laughing out loud

MicOnTheNorthShore

MicOnTheNorthShore wrote:
LEVICULUS_SCRIPTOR wrote:

Before I leave, I'd like to share a bizarre story with you. As you know, I have a male, English Mastiff. I've gotten into the habit of taking him to a dog park once a week. The problem is he's fallen in love with a ****zu named Violet. I'm afraid that Violet feels the same way about him! I've tried to wrap my head around their mating, I've imagined all kinds of scenarios, but none of them benefit Violet. Violet's owner thinks it's cute, but then she's a bit breezy. I can't help but imagine the puppies. Large barrel chested, with a black nose and long, silky, tan hair. I think I'll take him to another dog park! I don't want the dog police to arrest him for immoral acts on a lap dog!

Ah, c'mon, Levi, he's just sowing his wild oats! It's not as though his girlfriend and her master are objecting! The "kids" might look totally like ****zus, but will a lot of muscle, and heck, it may be too late to curtail the "dirty deed", Laughing out loud anyway.

Now, you don't have anything against "long hairs", do you? Smiling Laughing out loud

MicOnTheNorthShore

MicOnTheNorthShore wrote:
LEVICULUS_SCRIPTOR wrote:

Before I leave, I'd like to share a bizarre story with you. As you know, I have a male, English Mastiff. I've gotten into the habit of taking him to a dog park once a week. The problem is he's fallen in love with a ****zu named Violet. I'm afraid that Violet feels the same way about him! I've tried to wrap my head around their mating, I've imagined all kinds of scenarios, but none of them benefit Violet. Violet's owner thinks it's cute, but then she's a bit breezy. I can't help but imagine the puppies. Large barrel chested, with a black nose and long, silky, tan hair. I think I'll take him to another dog park! I don't want the dog police to arrest him for immoral acts on a lap dog!

Ah, c'mon, Levi, he's just sowing his wild oats! It's not as though his girlfriend and her master are objecting! The "kids" might look totally like ****zus, but will a lot of muscle, and heck, it may be too late to curtail the "dirty deed", Laughing out loud anyway.

Now, you don't have anything against "long hairs", do you? Smiling Laughing out loud

Shocked That is seriously nothing to laugh at!! That poor doggie will get hurt!
If it were the other way around, well, maybe..but...oh, no...I don't even think then.
Go to another park Levi. Or for heaven's sake, get your dog fixed.

More Koalas not coping with

More Koalas not coping with the heat wave

http://bitethedust.posterous.com/more-koalas-not-coping-with-th

we have a female siamse cat.

we have a female siamse cat. we are in the process of moving and she knows it and acts real goofy about it. trys to get in all the boxes. at least when we move she will have a bigger house to run in for she is an indoor cat. she is only about 18 months to 2 years old and spayed. we have thought about having her declawed but someone told us it would make her mean ( think a vet said that too). I have had cats declawed before (house cats) and it did not seem to make any differance. any ideas on having them declawed. her name is SAMONE.

I personally don't like the

I personally don't like the practice. I think they take the claw all the way back from the knuckle. But then for me, I don't have (nor want to have) priceless furniture). I keep several clawing posts for them to claw on and entice them to that place with a little catnip, which can be purchased in a spray. You can also buy a spray called "cat away" that discourages them from those spots (corners of couch or chair). The other fear that I always had was that the indoor cat might get loose, in which case s/he would be defenseless. My cats don't claw things, but they're older. They tried to when they were young, and I just fought it with the scratching posts and Cat Away.

Deer For Breakfast In Texas

heartthrob wrote: I

heartthrob wrote:

I personally don't like the practice. I think they take the claw all the way back from the knuckle. But then for me, I don't have (nor want to have) priceless furniture). I keep several clawing posts for them to claw on and entice them to that place with a little catnip, which can be purchased in a spray. You can also buy a spray called "cat away" that discourages them from those spots (corners of couch or chair). The other fear that I always had was that the indoor cat might get loose, in which case s/he would be defenseless. My cats don't claw things, but they're older. They tried to when they were young, and I just fought it with the scratching posts and Cat Away.

I seriously thought about having Grizzy de-clawed before I moved back in with my parents. Now, obviously, I'm really glad I didn't. Especially since he feels obligated to defend his turf against a larger black cat that doesn't know how to stay away.

This is too cute: Give A

This is too cute:

Give A Squirrel A Helping Hand

http://video.yahoo.com/network/100000086?v=5017561&l=100000085

heartthrob

heartthrob wrote:
MicOnTheNorthShore wrote:
LEVICULUS_SCRIPTOR wrote:

Before I leave, I'd like to share a bizarre story with you. As you know, I have a male, English Mastiff. I've gotten into the habit of taking him to a dog park once a week. The problem is he's fallen in love with a ****zu named Violet. I'm afraid that Violet feels the same way about him! I've tried to wrap my head around their mating, I've imagined all kinds of scenarios, but none of them benefit Violet. Violet's owner thinks it's cute, but then she's a bit breezy. I can't help but imagine the puppies. Large barrel chested, with a black nose and long, silky, tan hair. I think I'll take him to another dog park! I don't want the dog police to arrest him for immoral acts on a lap dog!

Ah, c'mon, Levi, he's just sowing his wild oats! It's not as though his girlfriend and her master are objecting! The "kids" might look totally like ****zus, but will a lot of muscle, and heck, it may be too late to curtail the "dirty deed", Laughing out loud anyway.

Now, you don't have anything against "long hairs", do you? Smiling Laughing out loud

Actually that's not very funny at all. Uncontrolled breeding (especially with a Mastiff) would almost certainly lead to the ****zu's death.

BEST BUDDIES

BEST BUDDIES

http://www.youtube.com/watch?

The kitty picture is

The kitty picture is adorable. Smiling

I liked Jessica's story.

I liked Jessica's story. Laughing out loud

Twain

Amazing Twain,thank you for sharing. Smiling

I finally liberated my

I finally liberated my camera and took some new pics of Grizzie and Chelsea.


Too sweet Katherine ~

Too sweet Katherine ~

Quite powerful. Good

Quite powerful. Good ending.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e8iSYMkFO2A

Daisy1 wrote: Quite

Daisy1 wrote:

Quite powerful. Good ending.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e8iSYMkFO2A

That made me cry. They're so beautiful.

Daisy1 wrote: Quite

Daisy1 wrote:

Quite powerful. Good ending.

Truly amazing,thank you for sharing. Smiling

Daenerys

Daenerys wrote:
heartthrob wrote:

The Animal Odd Couple

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aFz-FMj-9Ps

Oh my god...that made me CRY!!!!! I can't believe it! It's just so beautiful. Sad Smiling sorry...don't know if I should put a happy face or a sad face or what. Seriously I have TEARS streaming down my face! Maybe I'm just overwhelmed because I'm sick but, I don't know. Animals are beautiful to me. They make me cry easily. They're so innocent.

You and me both D. That was such an amazing story. We can certainly learn things from animals!!

heartthrob wrote: Probably

heartthrob wrote:

Probably the Funniest Cat Video You'll Ever See

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SUNmLuNdiL8&feature=related

Heartthrob....this was SOOO FUNNY. My daughter thinks that it is hilarious. She watches it over and over and over. Her favorite part? the cat with the fan----of course. Thanks for the laughs.

Daenerys wrote: Daisy1

Daenerys wrote:
Daisy1 wrote:

Quite powerful. Good ending.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e8iSYMkFO2A

That made me cry. They're so beautiful.

Ohhhhhh that was beautiful!!!!

heartthrob

heartthrob wrote:
Daenerys wrote:
Daisy1 wrote:

Quite powerful. Good ending.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e8iSYMkFO2A

That made me cry. They're so beautiful.

Ohhhhhh that was beautiful!!!!

ummm ...how embarrassing.

Ok...so, animals kinda do that to me. lol

Daenerys

Daenerys wrote:
heartthrob wrote:
Daenerys wrote:
Daisy1 wrote:

Quite powerful. Good ending.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e8iSYMkFO2A

That made me cry. They're so beautiful.

Ohhhhhh that was beautiful!!!!

ummm ...how embarrassing.

Ok...so, animals kinda do that to me. lol

Me too D

This is nice. A different

This is nice. A different one.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dEaMI5PkLIM

Awesome, Daisy 1, thanx

Awesome, Daisy 1, thanx

He's stunning, isn't

He's stunning, isn't he?

(Not to take away from the horse rescue) That one is powerful.

http://www.denverpost.com/new

Awwwwww that's adorable.

Awwwwww that's adorable. Wonder why more of us don't have pet piglets? I'll bet they would get stolen. The trouble with a piglet is that eventually it becomes a hog. I'm getting a visual of the lady running on the beach with her little leash with the hog on the end of it. Hmmmm

Where have you been Patient? Long time no see. You could have solved all of our problems on the forum I'm sure, had you been here.

Hope you're well.

impatientpatien

That was the cutest!!! Laughing out loud I sent that link onto my friends. I wonder if that is a pot belly pig. They say they are really good pets but people are not allowed to have them in certain residential areas. I don't see why not. I would get a kick out of it if me or my neighbors had one. Thanks for that. (I just looked up the pros and cons so please no one derail from this prescious video Sticking out tongue )

Hi Heartthrob, Glad you

Hi Heartthrob,
Glad you enjoyed it! Maybe Twain's folks are right--it's hard to eat bacon & remember this sweet little guy. But I LOVE bacon!! Especially now that we'll soon have garden tomatoes.

When I was a child we raised pigs & they played like puppies when they were little. I remember being at the barn & seeing a baby born. It just popped out & I was amazed--didn't know exactly what had happened at first as it was in the sac.

Pigs are really smart & love people usually. They get big really fast though & some get dangerous. One of our big sows chased my baby brother around & around in circles once while we all died laughing--kids don't see danger, do they?

I've been around but mostly just reading. I hate to get into the conflicts & sometimes I can't seem to follow the argument well enough to reply. Early Alzheimer's??

Anyway, I hope things are going better for you & your family. Take care!!

Wanda

Wanda, I sure know what you

Wanda, I sure know what you mean. I'm thinking about doing just a little occasional reading here and little to no responding. I always let myself get dragged antagonized into arguments, and find myself replying in ways that aren't me. When I go back and read over them, I'm shocked at myself. I really hate it when I'm quoting something from JAMA, and someone tells me I'm wrong. LOL

I went to a barbeque once where a whole hog was rosted. These people had acreage and raised a few pigs. That was one of the jobs of their children, was to slop the hogs, whose sty was way on the back lot. The kids named the piglets that they kept. I asked if they didn't have a problem dealing with it then when they butchered a hog. They said no, that the children really understood the food chain, and in fact, the one we were eating had been named "Bacon".

Amazing

Click to feed an animal...

There are trees that grow in

There are trees that grow in Africa which, once a year, produce very juicy fruits that contain a large percentage of sugar. The sugar ferments in the heat and produces a high-powered, natural wine. When the fruits ripen, herbivorous animals come there to revel in a delicious feast. Before long, they're all drunk.

Despite memories of what are probably some pretty fierce hangovers (and as we've all heard, elephants never forget) they all seem quite anxious to indulge every year..

Twain wrote: There are

Twain wrote:

There are trees that grow in Africa which, once a year, produce very juicy fruits that contain a large percentage of sugar. The sugar ferments in the heat and produces a high-powered, natural wine. When the fruits ripen, herbivorous animals come there to revel in a delicious feast. Before long, they're all drunk.

Despite memories of what are probably some pretty fierce hangovers (and as we've all heard, elephants never forget) they all seem quite anxious to indulge every year..

That was great, Twain. It was a good way to start the morning with a good laugh. I guess animals aren't too much different than humans after all. Laughing out loud

(No subject)

"Ginger" is VERY excited to

"Ginger" is VERY excited to meet Randene Neill, co-anchor of a weekly "Adopt a Pet" segment on the noon news.

A little too excited.

http://www.globaltvbc.com/video/index.html?releasePID=AnC3WB33OyCpZmR9u0bePPlUHIaqicr8

CrasherSquirrel Scene-stealin

CrasherSquirrel

Scene-stealing Squirrel Crashes Banff Tourist Photo
Last Updated: Thursday, August 13, 2009 | 6:43 PM MT
CBC News

The original Crasher Squirrel photo was taken by Melissa and Jackson Brandts in Banff in late May. The image of the squirrel has gone viral since it appeared on the National Geographic's website on Aug. 7.The original Crasher Squirrel photo was taken by Melissa and Jackson Brandts in Banff in late May. The image of the squirrel has gone viral since it appeared on the National Geographic's website on Aug. 7. (Melissa Brandts)

A cheeky squirrel in Alberta's Banff National Park has gone viral after stealing the spotlight in a tourist's photo.

Melissa Brandts, who was visiting from Minnesota, had set up her camera on a tripod to capture her and her husband, Jackson, in front of picturesque Lake Minnewanka in May.

"We had our camera set up on some rocks and were getting ready to take the picture when this curious little ground squirrel appeared, became intrigued with the sound of the focusing camera and popped right into our shot!" she wrote.

The ground squirrel became the focus of the picture as the couple faded into the background.

Jackson Brandts took a few more shots using a remote-control shutter.

"A once in a lifetime moment! We were laughing about this little guy for days!" wrote his wife.
The Crasher Squirrel upstages former U.S. president Bill Clinton and North Korean President Kim Jong Il with other government officials. The Crasher Squirrel upstages former U.S. president Bill Clinton and North Korean President Kim Jong Il with other government officials. (David Morgan/CBC)

The couple submitted the photo to a National Geographic contest. The magazine posted it to an online gallery on Aug. 7.

In less than a week, the Crasher Squirrel, as it's become known, has stormed the internet.

Continued ...
http://www.cbc.ca/canada/calgary/story/2009/08/13/squirrel-banff-photo-brandts-geographic.html

Those were both great Mic!

Those were both great Mic! Laughing out loud
Those dogs were funny; the one reminded me of you...I know - you're a wolf. Sorry.

wishandaprayer

wishandaprayer wrote:

Those were both great Mic! Laughing out loud
Those dogs were funny; the one reminded me of you...I know - you're a wolf. Sorry.

Yeah . . . "Ginger" did sort of remind of Mic, too. Sticking out tongue Evil

wishandaprayer

wishandaprayer wrote:

Those were both great Mic! Laughing out loud

Well, it seems that a few dozen networks around the world thought so, too. BBC, CNN, and the rest were asking the local station for reproduction rights today.

Not to brag, but I know that

Not to brag, but I know that squirrel personally. Smiling

blake2go wrote: Not to

blake2go wrote:

Not to brag, but I know that squirrel personally. Smiling

Well, isn't this a small world, Blake. . . as I know him too. Laughing out loud Eye-wink In fact, he recently came here for dinner:

What's his name?

What's his name? Laughing out loud

He was worn out time he

He was worn out time he reached my house:

wishandaprayer

wishandaprayer wrote:

What's his name? Laughing out loud

Stun Sticking out tongue Evil

His name is Harold, but he

His name is Harold, but he likes to be called SPIKE. He can't really pull it off, but who wants to tell him........

blake2go wrote: His name

blake2go wrote:

His name is Harold, but he likes to be called SPIKE. He can't really pull it off, but who wants to tell him........

I guess our friend, Stun, has an identity problem. Shocked

abusedemotionally

abusedemotionally wrote:
blake2go wrote:

His name is Harold, but he likes to be called SPIKE. He can't really pull it off, but who wants to tell him........

I guess our friend, Stun, has an identity problem. Shocked

LOL - if he was a person, he be posting under a bunch of different names I guess.
LOL - Let's just call him Spike. Smiling
Unless you want to tell him that he can't be called that AE. Laughing out loud

That squirrel has my

That squirrel has my camera!

CaseyS wrote: That

CaseyS wrote:

That squirrel has my camera!

I guess that proves that it was really the squirrel who set up the shot at Banff, and the two tourists crashed the shot!

MicOnTheNorthShore

MicOnTheNorthShore wrote:
CaseyS wrote:

That squirrel has my camera!

I guess that proves that it was really the squirrel who set up the shot at Banff, and the two tourists crashed the shot!

That wasn't very nice. Loook at them laughing in that photo. I bet he spent a lot of time setting up his tripod too.
They should be ashamed to do that to Spike.

I've got a lot, of these

I've got a lot, of these cute lil buggers, around my flexible house, they are joy to watch.

Found this posted by SPIKE...aka Harold.

These humans be

These humans be nuts...dressing me up in uniform.

They are everywhere.....a

They are everywhere.....a bolo (be on the lookout) has been issued...

MicOnTheNorthShore

MicOnTheNorthShore wrote:

CrasherSquirrel

Mic, that crasher squirrel was so funny! I'm sure I'd be giggling about it for days too if it happened to me. Smiling

Daenerys

Daenerys wrote:
MicOnTheNorthShore wrote:

CrasherSquirrel

Mic, that crasher squirrel was so funny! I'm sure I'd be giggling about it for days too if it happened to me. Smiling

Now I'm just wondering if the tourist bureau at Banff is going to use that photo. It might be a nice change from Mounties, Lake Louise, and dam-building beavers!

MOTHER RESCUING HER CHILD

MOTHER RESCUING HER CHILD

Look at the dog's face ...This has to be what he is thinking.
"What the hell just happened?
Did I just get my ass kicked by a squirrel!?!!"

You GO Spikette! BAD BAD

You GO Spikette!
BAD BAD DOG!

Har .... Spike's early

Har .... Spike's early years, would explain some of his social ills.
And what I suspect is, a cat nip addition.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?

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http://www.youtube.com/watc

It's a long one but worth

It's a long one but worth the read.

They told me the big black Lab's name was Reggie as I looked at him lying in his pen.  The shelter was clean, no-kill, and the people really friendly. I'd only been in the area for six months, but everywhere I went in the small college town, people were welcoming and open.  Everyone waves when you pass them on the street. But something was still missing as I attempted to settle in to my new life here, and I thought a dog couldn't hurt.  It would give me someone to talk to. And I had just seen Reggie's advertisement on the local news.  The shelter said they had received numerous calls right after, but they said the people who had come down to see him just didn't look like "Lab people", whatever that meant.  They must've thought I did.

At first, I thought the shelter had misjudged me in giving me Reggie and his things, which consisted of a dog pad, bag of toys almost all of which were brand new tennis balls, his dishes, and a sealed letter from his previous owner.  See, Reggie and I didn't really hit it off when we got home.  We struggled for two weeks (which is how long the shelter told me to give him to adjust to his new home).  Maybe it was the fact that I was trying to adjust, too.  Maybe we were too much alike.

For some reason, his stuff (except for the tennis balls - he wouldn't go anywhere without two stuffed in his mouth) got tossed in with all of my other unpacked boxes.  I guess I didn't really think he'd need all his old stuff, that I'd get him new things once he settled in.  but it became pretty clear pretty soon that he wasn't going to.

I tried the normal commands the shelter told me he knew, ones like "sit" and "stay" and "come" and "heel," and he'd follow them - when he felt like it.  He never really seemed to listen when I called his name - sure, he'd look in my direction after the fourth of fifth time I said it, but then he'd just go back to doing whatever.  When I'd ask again, you could almost see him sigh and then grudgingly obey.

This just wasn't going to work.  He chewed a couple shoes and some unpacked boxes.  I was a little too stern with him and he resented it, I could tell. The friction got so bad that I couldn't wait for the two weeks to be up, and when it was, I was in full-on search mode for my cellphone amid all of my unpacked stuff.  I remembered leaving it on the stack of boxes for the guest room, but I also mumbled, rather cynically, that the "damn dog probably hid it on me."

Finally I found it, but before I could punch up the shelter's number, I also found his pad and other toys from the shelter..  I tossed the pad in Reggie's direction and he snuffed it and wagged, some of the most enthusiasm I'd seen since bringing him home.  But when I called, "Hey, Reggie, you like that?  Come here and I'll give you a treat."  Instead, he sort of glanced in my direction - maybe "glared" is more accurate - and then gave a discontented sigh and
flopped down.  With his back to me.

Well, that's not going to do it either, I thought.  And I punched the shelter phone number.

But I hung up when I saw the sealed envelope.  I had completely forgotten about that, too.  "Okay, Regg ie,"  I said out loud, "let's see if your previous owner has any advice.".........

_______________________________________

To Whoever Gets My Dog:
Well, I can't say that I'm happy you're reading this, a letter I told the shelter could only be opened by Reggie's new owner. I'm not even happy writing it.  If you're reading this, it means I just got back from my last car ride with my Lab after dropping him off at the shelter.  He knew something was different.  I have packed up his pad and toys before and set them by the back door before a trip, but this time.... it's like he knew something was wrong.  And something is wrong... which is why I have to go to try to make it right. So let me tell you about my Lab in the hopes that it will help you bond with him and he with you.

First, he loves tennis balls....the more the merrier.  Sometimes I think he's part squirrel, the way he hordes them.  He usually always has two in his mouth, and he tries to get a third in there.  Hasn't done it yet.  Doesn't matter where you throw them, he'll bound after it, so be careful - really don't do it by any roads.  I made that mistake once, and it almost cost him dearly.

Next, commands.  Maybe the shelter staff already told you, but I'll go over them again:  Reggie knows the obvious ones -
"sit," "stay," "come," "heel."  
He knows hand signals: "back" to turn around and go back when you put your hand straight up; and "over" if you put your hand out right or left.  
"Shake" for shaking water off, and "paw" for a high-five.  He does "down" when he feels like lying down - I bet you could work on that with him some more.  He knows "ball" and "food" and "bone" and "treat" like nobody's business.

I trained Reggie with small food treats.  Nothing opens his ears like little pieces of hot dog.

Feeding schedule:  twice a day, once about seven in the morning, and again at six in the evening.  Regular store-bought stuff; the shelter has the brand.

He's up on his shots. Call the clinic on 9th Street and update his info with yours; they'll make sure to send you reminders for when he's due.  Be forewarned:  Reggie hates the vet.  Good luck getting him in the car - I don't know how he kows when it's time to go to the vet, but he knows.

Finally, give him some time..
I've never been married, so it's only been Reggie and me for his whole life.  He's gone everywhere with me, so please include him on your daily car rides if you can.  He sits well in the backseat, and he doesn't bark or complain.  He just loves to be around people, and me most especially, which means that this transition is going to be hard, with him going to live with someone new.

And that's why I need to share one more bit of info with you....

His name's not Reggie.

I don't know what made me do it, but when I dropped him off at the shelter, I told them his name was Reggie.  He's a smart dog, he'll get used to it and will respond to it, of that I have no doubt.  but I just couldn't bear to give them his real name..  For me to do that, it seemed so final, that handing him over to the shelter was as good as me admitting that I'd never see him again.  And if I end up coming back, getting him, and tearing up this letter, it means everything's fine.  But if someone else is reading it, well... well it means that his new owner should know his real name.  It'll help you bond with him.  Who knows, maybe you'll even notice a change in his demeanor if he's been giving you problems.
 
His real name is Tank.  Because that is what I drive.

Again, if you're reading this and you're from the area, maybe my name has been on the news.  I told the shelter that they couldn't make "Reggie" available for adoption until they received word from my company commander.  See, my parents are gone, I have no siblings, no one I could've left Tank with... and it was my only real request of the Army upon my deployment to Iraq , that they make one phone call the the shelter... in the "event"... to tell them that Tank could be put up for adoption.  Luckily, my colonel is a dog guy, too, and he knew where my platoon was headed.  He said he'd do it personally.  And if you're reading this, then he made good on his word.

Well, this letter is getting to downright depressing, even though, frankly, I'm just writing it for my dog.  I couldn't imagine if I was writing it for a wife and kids and family.  but still, Tank has been my family for the last six years, almost as long as the Army has been my family.

And now I hope and pray that you make him part of your family and that he will adjust and come to love you the same way he loved me.

That unconditional love from a dog is what I took with me to Iraq as an inspiration to do something selfless, to protect innocent people from those who would do terrible things... and to keep those terrible people from coming over here.  If I had to give up Tank in order to do it, I am glad to have done so.  He was my example of service and of love.  I hope I honored him by my service to my country and comrades.

All right, that's enough. I deploy this evening and have to drop this letter off at the shelter. I don't think I'll say another good-bye to Tank, though.  I cried too much the first time.  Maybe I'll peek in on him and see if he finally got that third tennis ball in his mouth.

Good luck with Tank.  Give him a good home, and give him an extra kiss goodnight - every night - from me.

Thank you,
Paul Mallory

_____________________________________

I folded the letter and slipped it back in the envelope.  Sure I had heard of Paul Mallory, everyone in town knew him, even new people like me.  Local kid, killed in Iraq a few months ago and posthumously earning the Silver Star when he gave his life to save three buddies.  Flags had been at half-mast all summer.

I leaned forward in my chair and rested my elbows on my knees, staring at the dog.

"Hey, Tank," I said quietly.

The dog's head whipped up, his ears ****ed and his eyes bright.

"C'mere boy."

He was instantly on his feet, his nails clicking on the hardwood floor.  He sat in front of me, his head tilted, searching for the name he hadn't heard in months.

"Tank," I whispered.

His tail swished.

I kept whispering his name, over and over, and each time, his ears lowered, his eyes softened, and his posture relaxed as a wave of contentment just seemed to flood him.  I stroked his ears, rubbed his shoulders, buried my face into his scruff and hugged him.

"It's me now, Tank, just you and me. Your old pal gave you to me."  Tank reached up and licked my cheek.  "So whatdaya say we play some ball?  His ears perked again.
"Yeah?  Ball?  You like that? Ball?"  Tank tore from my hands and disappeared in the next room.

And when he came back, he had three tennis balls in his mouth.
 

Living with wildlife. It's

Living with wildlife. It's not the animals who are stupid. It's the people. Laughing out loud

http://wildlife.state.co.us/WildlifeSpecies/LivingWithWildlife/Mammals/LivingWithBearsL1.htm

I hate that two strikes out!!!

abusedemotionally

abusedemotionally wrote:

MOTHER RESCUING HER CHILD

Look at the dog's face ...This has to be what he is thinking.
"What the hell just happened?
Did I just get my ass kicked by a squirrel!?!!"

I love it!!! That's great!!! Boy, that dog got pwned!

Msdoodle wrote: Now that

Msdoodle wrote:

Now that is karma if I have ever seen it! LOL

* The owners of a house have

* The owners of a house have a pool.

Whenever they came home they found puddles of
water near the pool, so they believed that the
kids from the neighborhood waited till they
had left to use the pool.

So they installed a camera, and this is what they
saw...*

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_lEWtzZP1cg

I wanted to volunteer for

I wanted to volunteer for BARCS (Baltimore Animal Rescue Control Shelter) or Humane Society Baltimore County on weekends while I was still working, but TOO AFRAID that I would bring more home with me. I have 3-cats and 2-birds, all rescues, plus get cats good homes that people dump either in my yard or around the house. I help birds, squirrels, bunnys, chipmunks, dogs, just about anything. My husband keeps telling me that's nature way of taking care of injured animals outside, and let them be. NOPE, can't do it. I bring them in and either help them, or get them help with rescue groups. It's satisfying to find animals really good homes. I still get to see them too!! Also to help injured animals back to health.

Terry, not that I

Terry, not that I necessarily believe in declawing, however I did with all my cats to save my furniture. My cats were declawed (lazer), it's much less pain for them, and they heal faster. I hope this helps you. None of my cats got mean or bite, mine are all very loving lap cats.

terryr wrote: we have a

terryr wrote:

we have a female siamse cat. we are in the process of moving and she knows it and acts real goofy about it. trys to get in all the boxes. at least when we move she will have a bigger house to run in for she is an indoor cat. she is only about 18 months to 2 years old and spayed. we have thought about having her declawed but someone told us it would make her mean ( think a vet said that too). I have had cats declawed before (house cats) and it did not seem to make any differance. any ideas on having them declawed. her name is SAMONE.

Terryr, Siamese cats are so adorable and fiesty! And also big sweeties. But I will warn you that like others have said, declawing is essentially the same as cutting off your first knuckle of each finger. It is extremely painful for them regardless of how it is done and how quickly their paws heal. Cats use claws for defense, for stretching out and keeping their muscles limber and supple. Cats also use their paws for digging and covering while using the restroom be it outdoors or in. I had a friend who declawed her cat and the cat stopped using the catbox! It really isn't fair to the cat if its just a simple matter of furniture. There are nifty little scratch pads of compressed cardboard that are sold just about every where that pet supplies are sold and make it very nice for cats to scratch and rub their faces against. They usually last a good long time and almost always come with a supply of cat nip to attract the kitty. If Samone still insists on using the furniture for scratching purposes, either clap your hands loudly to grab their attention and express your displeasure, or use a spray bottle with water in it. Or both lol. Unless it is for reasons such as the cat is a danger to a young child (and you cant bear the thought of getting rid of her or have tried every other available solution to fixing the problem) I would suggest not doing the surgery.
Declawing is also illegal in some countries such as Sweden.

A friend posted this on

A friend posted this on facebook and I just had to share it! Its so incredibly funny.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-UTdhK0lwuw&feature=player_embedded#t=176

(No subject)

Laughing out loud

(No subject)

I thought all you animal

I thought all you animal lovers would like this.

This is amazing!

One pound deer - he is beautiful !
This tiny deer was delivered by Caesarean section at a wildlife hospital after a car killed his mother.

Little Rupert, who is so small he can fit in an adult's hand, was born after vets failed in their battle to save his mother.

At just six inches tall and weighing just over a pound, he is now in an incubator in the intensive care unit at Tiggywinkles Wildlife Hospital in
Buckinghamshire. He has only recently opened his eyes.

Les Stocker, founder of Tiggywinkles, said, "Rupert's mother had very severe injuries. We brought him out and got him breathing, and then he
went into an incubator on oxygen. He is now being fed by a tube."

Tucked up: Rupert in an incubator.

Rupert pulls a striking pose for the camera.

Staff members are optimistic that Rupert, now five days old, will make a full recovery.
"Deer are very, very tricky, but this one has spirit. He's an extremely feisty little guy and quite pushy!" Mr. Stocker said.

Rupert takes 40 winks !

This is quite possibly the

This is quite possibly the sweetest thing I've ever seen! Many, many thanks for sharing this with us.

Welcome Patty...

Welcome Patty... Smiling

Daisy1 wrote: It's a long

Daisy1 wrote:

It's a long one but worth the read.

They told me the big black Lab's name was Reggie as I looked at him lying in his pen.  The shelter was clean, no-kill, and the people really friendly. I'd only been in the area for six months, but everywhere I went in the small college town, people were welcoming and open.  Everyone waves when you pass them on the street. But something was still missing as I attempted to settle in to my new life here, and I thought a dog couldn't hurt.  It would give me someone to talk to. And I had just seen Reggie's advertisement on the local news.  The shelter said they had received numerous calls right after, but they said the people who had come down to see him just didn't look like "Lab people", whatever that meant.  They must've thought I did.

At first, I thought the shelter had misjudged me in giving me Reggie and his things, which consisted of a dog pad, bag of toys almost all of which were brand new tennis balls, his dishes, and a sealed letter from his previous owner.  See, Reggie and I didn't really hit it off when we got home.  We struggled for two weeks (which is how long the shelter told me to give him to adjust to his new home).  Maybe it was the fact that I was trying to adjust, too.  Maybe we were too much alike.

For some reason, his stuff (except for the tennis balls - he wouldn't go anywhere without two stuffed in his mouth) got tossed in with all of my other unpacked boxes.  I guess I didn't really think he'd need all his old stuff, that I'd get him new things once he settled in.  but it became pretty clear pretty soon that he wasn't going to.

I tried the normal commands the shelter told me he knew, ones like "sit" and "stay" and "come" and "heel," and he'd follow them - when he felt like it.  He never really seemed to listen when I called his name - sure, he'd look in my direction after the fourth of fifth time I said it, but then he'd just go back to doing whatever.  When I'd ask again, you could almost see him sigh and then grudgingly obey.

This just wasn't going to work.  He chewed a couple shoes and some unpacked boxes.  I was a little too stern with him and he resented it, I could tell. The friction got so bad that I couldn't wait for the two weeks to be up, and when it was, I was in full-on search mode for my cellphone amid all of my unpacked stuff.  I remembered leaving it on the stack of boxes for the guest room, but I also mumbled, rather cynically, that the "damn dog probably hid it on me."

Finally I found it, but before I could punch up the shelter's number, I also found his pad and other toys from the shelter..  I tossed the pad in Reggie's direction and he snuffed it and wagged, some of the most enthusiasm I'd seen since bringing him home.  But when I called, "Hey, Reggie, you like that?  Come here and I'll give you a treat."  Instead, he sort of glanced in my direction - maybe "glared" is more accurate - and then gave a discontented sigh and
flopped down.  With his back to me.

Well, that's not going to do it either, I thought.  And I punched the shelter phone number.

But I hung up when I saw the sealed envelope.  I had completely forgotten about that, too.  "Okay, Regg ie,"  I said out loud, "let's see if your previous owner has any advice.".........

_______________________________________

To Whoever Gets My Dog:
Well, I can't say that I'm happy you're reading this, a letter I told the shelter could only be opened by Reggie's new owner. I'm not even happy writing it.  If you're reading this, it means I just got back from my last car ride with my Lab after dropping him off at the shelter.  He knew something was different.  I have packed up his pad and toys before and set them by the back door before a trip, but this time.... it's like he knew something was wrong.  And something is wrong... which is why I have to go to try to make it right. So let me tell you about my Lab in the hopes that it will help you bond with him and he with you.

First, he loves tennis balls....the more the merrier.  Sometimes I think he's part squirrel, the way he hordes them.  He usually always has two in his mouth, and he tries to get a third in there.  Hasn't done it yet.  Doesn't matter where you throw them, he'll bound after it, so be careful - really don't do it by any roads.  I made that mistake once, and it almost cost him dearly.

Next, commands.  Maybe the shelter staff already told you, but I'll go over them again:  Reggie knows the obvious ones -
"sit," "stay," "come," "heel."  
He knows hand signals: "back" to turn around and go back when you put your hand straight up; and "over" if you put your hand out right or left.  
"Shake" for shaking water off, and "paw" for a high-five.  He does "down" when he feels like lying down - I bet you could work on that with him some more.  He knows "ball" and "food" and "bone" and "treat" like nobody's business.

I trained Reggie with small food treats.  Nothing opens his ears like little pieces of hot dog.

Feeding schedule:  twice a day, once about seven in the morning, and again at six in the evening.  Regular store-bought stuff; the shelter has the brand.

He's up on his shots. Call the clinic on 9th Street and update his info with yours; they'll make sure to send you reminders for when he's due.  Be forewarned:  Reggie hates the vet.  Good luck getting him in the car - I don't know how he kows when it's time to go to the vet, but he knows.

Finally, give him some time..
I've never been married, so it's only been Reggie and me for his whole life.  He's gone everywhere with me, so please include him on your daily car rides if you can.  He sits well in the backseat, and he doesn't bark or complain.  He just loves to be around people, and me most especially, which means that this transition is going to be hard, with him going to live with someone new.

And that's why I need to share one more bit of info with you....

His name's not Reggie.

I don't know what made me do it, but when I dropped him off at the shelter, I told them his name was Reggie.  He's a smart dog, he'll get used to it and will respond to it, of that I have no doubt.  but I just couldn't bear to give them his real name..  For me to do that, it seemed so final, that handing him over to the shelter was as good as me admitting that I'd never see him again.  And if I end up coming back, getting him, and tearing up this letter, it means everything's fine.  But if someone else is reading it, well... well it means that his new owner should know his real name.  It'll help you bond with him.  Who knows, maybe you'll even notice a change in his demeanor if he's been giving you problems.
 
His real name is Tank.  Because that is what I drive.

Again, if you're reading this and you're from the area, maybe my name has been on the news.  I told the shelter that they couldn't make "Reggie" available for adoption until they received word from my company commander.  See, my parents are gone, I have no siblings, no one I could've left Tank with... and it was my only real request of the Army upon my deployment to Iraq , that they make one phone call the the shelter... in the "event"... to tell them that Tank could be put up for adoption.  Luckily, my colonel is a dog guy, too, and he knew where my platoon was headed.  He said he'd do it personally.  And if you're reading this, then he made good on his word.

Well, this letter is getting to downright depressing, even though, frankly, I'm just writing it for my dog.  I couldn't imagine if I was writing it for a wife and kids and family.  but still, Tank has been my family for the last six years, almost as long as the Army has been my family.

And now I hope and pray that you make him part of your family and that he will adjust and come to love you the same way he loved me.

That unconditional love from a dog is what I took with me to Iraq as an inspiration to do something selfless, to protect innocent people from those who would do terrible things... and to keep those terrible people from coming over here.  If I had to give up Tank in order to do it, I am glad to have done so.  He was my example of service and of love.  I hope I honored him by my service to my country and comrades.

All right, that's enough. I deploy this evening and have to drop this letter off at the shelter. I don't think I'll say another good-bye to Tank, though.  I cried too much the first time.  Maybe I'll peek in on him and see if he finally got that third tennis ball in his mouth.

Good luck with Tank.  Give him a good home, and give him an extra kiss goodnight - every night - from me.

Thank you,
Paul Mallory

_____________________________________

I folded the letter and slipped it back in the envelope.  Sure I had heard of Paul Mallory, everyone in town knew him, even new people like me.  Local kid, killed in Iraq a few months ago and posthumously earning the Silver Star when he gave his life to save three buddies.  Flags had been at half-mast all summer.

I leaned forward in my chair and rested my elbows on my knees, staring at the dog.

"Hey, Tank," I said quietly.

The dog's head whipped up, his ears ****ed and his eyes bright.

"C'mere boy."

He was instantly on his feet, his nails clicking on the hardwood floor.  He sat in front of me, his head tilted, searching for the name he hadn't heard in months.

"Tank," I whispered.

His tail swished.

I kept whispering his name, over and over, and each time, his ears lowered, his eyes softened, and his posture relaxed as a wave of contentment just seemed to flood him.  I stroked his ears, rubbed his shoulders, buried my face into his scruff and hugged him.

"It's me now, Tank, just you and me. Your old pal gave you to me."  Tank reached up and licked my cheek.  "So whatdaya say we play some ball?  His ears perked again.
"Yeah?  Ball?  You like that? Ball?"  Tank tore from my hands and disappeared in the next room.

And when he came back, he had three tennis balls in his mouth.
 

What a beautiful story, thanks for sharing, Daisy. I'm still wiping away the tears.

Reading this and all the

Reading this and all the other amazing stories I find myself reconsidering getting a dog. Being housebound and having mobility issues I've just thought how unfair it would be, but having that unconditional love and companionship I think could have a positive effect on my rehab. I've always had larger dogs, used to have a country home with almost an acres space, but now am in townhouse. So.... maybe a smaller dog, I'm thinking a English bulldog could fit the bill I just love all the character that this breed has.

ptalana wrote: Reading this

ptalana wrote:

Reading this and all the other amazing stories I find myself reconsidering getting a dog. Being housebound and having mobility issues I've just thought how unfair it would be, but having that unconditional love and companionship I think could have a positive effect on my rehab. I've always had larger dogs, used to have a country home with almost an acres space, but now am in townhouse. So.... maybe a smaller dog, I'm thinking a English bulldog could fit the bill I just love all the character that this breed has.

Hi ptalana

My best friend has an English Bulldog and she's the funniest dog I've ever seen. She's a couch potato, but she's also a good guard dog and she loves children. The only thing you have to worry about is that if you don't clean the folds in the skin, they can get infections. They also are prone to upper respiratory infections and they snore and drool, but you'd never have a better dog. I'm going to get one as soon as I find a good breeder. I'm going to buy him a USMC shirt so when we go to the doggie park everyone will know he's the man.

Serena_L wrote: ptalana

Serena_L wrote:
ptalana wrote:

Reading this and all the other amazing stories I find myself reconsidering getting a dog. Being housebound and having mobility issues I've just thought how unfair it would be, but having that unconditional love and companionship I think could have a positive effect on my rehab. I've always had larger dogs, used to have a country home with almost an acres space, but now am in townhouse. So.... maybe a smaller dog, I'm thinking a English bulldog could fit the bill I just love all the character that this breed has.

Hi ptalana

My best friend has an English Bulldog and she's the funniest dog I've ever seen. She's a couch potato, but she's also a good guard dog and she loves children. The only thing you have to worry about is that if you don't clean the folds in the skin, they can get infections. They also are prone to upper respiratory infections and they snore and drool, but you'd never have a better dog. I'm going to get one as soon as I find a good breeder. I'm going to buy him a USMC shirt so when we go to the doggie park everyone will know he's the man.

Hi Serena, I've heard about the snoring I figure if I can handle hubby's snoring the dog shouldn't be too much of a problem, lol. Thanks for the cleaning advice I didn't know that you shouldn't clean in the folds, in fact someone advised me to make sure I did.
I've found Hoya's bulldogs online, from what I've read they are supposed to be a super breeder. If you google them you can check it out for yourself.
Hope you have a super weekend, Patty:)

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Daisy1 wrote: It's a long

Daisy1 wrote:

It's a long one but worth the read.

This was a very special & sweet story Daisy1. Thank you for sharing!! Many blessings to you. Smiling

AT 120 DEGREES IN AUSTRALIA

AT 120 DEGREES IN AUSTRALIA , IT WAS SO HOT FOR A WEEK
THAT KOALAS WERE ASKING PEOPLE FOR WATER.
IT'S NEVER BEEN SEEN BEFORE.

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ONE WENT TO A HOUSE TO TRY TO HIDE FROM THE HEAT AND TO GET A BIT OF SHADE AND HERE'S WHAT HAPPENED WHEN THE OWNER GAVE HIM SOMETHING TO DRINK.. IT'S REALLY CUTE.
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"Until one has loved an animal,
part of their soul remains unawakened."

Wanna cup..

Smiling Wanna cup..

Maybe a basket..

Eye-wink Maybe a basket..

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Twain wrote: LOL, Twain.

Twain wrote:

LOL, Twain. The dogs are like, "Wrong breed, stupid!"

Here is one of my favorites:

Hot Diggity Dog!

Msdoodle wrote: Wanna cup..

Msdoodle wrote:

Smiling Wanna cup..

Yes please:)

ing @ Ptalana

Smiling ing @ Ptalana

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