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  • #61
    Quoth greek_jester View Post
    Just looked up Chows. They are so cute! Hope she's experienced with dogs, though, as with that personality profile

    http://www.canismajor.com/dog/chowchow.html

    and a Lab's exuberance she'll have a heck of a time keeping up with it. 'Crazy' won't be the half of it.
    Oh dear. Please let this dog inherit more lab traits than chow traits.
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    • #62
      Quoth jedimaster91 View Post
      Oh dear. Please let this dog inherit more lab traits than chow traits.
      Puppy classes. Then obedience school. Twice a week, no skipping. She might survive with furniture intact then (we strongly suspect that our Lab goaded our Shepherd into eating the settee - he was usually too well behaved to do anything like that).
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      • #63
        Quoth KorporateKitty View Post
        What a horrible, horrible woman. Bless you both for taking the cat and kittens to the shelter. I hope they find good homes.
        Agreed.

        People like this are missing something. Their souls are empty. I should feel sorry for them, but I just want to beat the hell out of them.

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        • #64
          Quoth jedimaster91 View Post
          A dog like that probably became the instant favorite of the staff/volunteers. Not too long ago, we had a coonhound at our humane society named Hamlet. Everybody loved him. He was a gregarious thing.
          Thank you. And that's a good point! Even if he didn't get a home from the general public, the staff and volunteers probably scoured friends and family for someone who wanted him.

          Good Boy was just .. special. And he was one of the times I've REALLY regretted my disability. If only I were healthy enough to work, we could've afforded to keep him. And healthy enough to walk him twice a day, we could've kept him.
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          2. If you're consistently getting results you don't want, change what you do.
          3. Deal with the situation you have now, however it occurred.
          4. Accept the consequences of your decisions.

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          • #65
            We've had two dogs abandoned at or near my house. One was a very old collie. She was a sweet thing who disappeared from my house the day she was abandoned. Sadly, I think she may have froze to death. The night/morning she was abandoned at my house it had been snowing. You could actually see where a car drove up my road, parked in our driveway, and left her. There were little paw prints all over the place. Mom fed and cuddled her and took her outside so she could do her business and we never saw her again. She wondered off into the snow and disappeared.

            The second dog that was abandoned near us was some lean little thing. We called her Scarlett because of a large surgical scar going down her belly. Mom said Scarlett wondered into the yard when she was outside. I was about 12 and couldn't stand the dog (at the time I only ever liked my Great Dane Xena because of some mishaps with very aggressive dogs in my old neighborhood). We had her for a few months but Xena and her never got along so we either gave her to a friend or took her to a no kill shelter. I can't remember which it was.

            My aunt and uncle have had tons of dogs and cats abandoned at their house out in the country. They take them all to the shelter in town. They have more than enough as it is with just their own animals. They're both getting up in their years and have slowly been cutting back on the number of pets they own.
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            • #66
              Just thought I'd post a pic of my white kitty, Snow. How could anyone say "no" to this face? I'm sure that had I not adopted her, she would have been put to sleep because of her deafness.

              Back on topic, people were always dropping off animals at my grandmother's farm. Mainly cats and dogs. If they didn't survive the winter, they either were hit by cars, or were chased away.
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              • #67
                Quoth Pagan View Post
                All of these stories and this one (http://www.krqe.com/dpp/news/aha%3A-...-cases-in-days) are reasons why I am not allowed to watch "Animal Cops". I wind up yelling at the tv and wanting to do to those people what they did to the animals.
                I cannot bear "Animal Cops". They always show emaciated horses, neglected dogs, tortured cats, and I want to reach through the screen and strangle the s who abuse those poor animals so much.
                Quoth greek_jester View Post
                There's a section in my profile's album with some pics of him.
                Your dog is absolutely beautiful. He must be amazingly soft, too, he looks it.
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                • #68
                  I wish I could have furry animals, but somebody in the house is allergic. Animals seem to absolutely adore me (maybe because I am always giving them scritches and tummy rubs). One day I will have to post about an incident with a trained attack dog (it was funny). Some pets are just too adorable.
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                  • #69
                    Quoth customersruinmylife View Post
                    A passer by dumped a cat in my garbage. I remember heading out for school and seeing the bag on the pavement moving. I was immediately freaked out, assuming it was a rat or something, until I heard the meowing. I managed to pull the poor kitty out and take him back inside.

                    The garbage truck was only a couple of houses away.

                    The cat was a wreck for months after that. He lay hidden in the corner and didn't approach any of us for about six months. After that, he was all over us and wanted tonnes of attention. However, whenever a stranger entered the house, he would flee and not return for a day or two.

                    He passed away last year unfortunately, but at least it was from old age and not from being crushed in a garbage truck.

                    People who abandon pets make me sick. I understand that people may come to a point where they cannot afford to keep their animals anymore, but my God, it does not cost anything to donate them!

                    Same thing happened to friends of my daughter's, they had an adorable little Yorkie they called Scrappy, who was never very comfortable around people at all. They adopted him after he'd been rescued even more last minute, by the dustman himself, who heard the tiny little barks as he was about the heave the bin liner of garbage into his truck to be crushed.

                    Sure wish someone would heave the rubbish who put him in that bag into a truck and set it to crush.....

                    Madness takes it's toll....
                    Please have exact change ready.

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                    • #70
                      Quoth greek_jester View Post
                      What's a little deafness between friends? It's not as if cats are expected to be trained to play fetch or whatever - hearing shouldn't matter.
                      You're only half right, there

                      If a cat wants to play fetch, they'll teach you to play fetch with em. You're correct that hearing is optional, there.
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                      • #71
                        Quoth Mytical View Post
                        One day I will have to post about an incident with a trained attack dog (it was funny). Some pets are just too adorable.
                        Quite a long time ago we had a pure black half Siamese tom, who was an indoor/outdoor cat (in the 80's). He was a huge muscled brute with the Siamese voice and ability to jump straight up 8' or so. My husband, of course, named him Satan. He'd let out then 18 month old pick him up, maul him, whatever without a scratch. Anyone else, besides me, touched him without his permission got the claws.
                        Satan had a hobby. It was called Rodeo. First you find a dog that hasn't played, taunt it into chasing you, staying just ahead of it. jump up into a nice tall tree, then down onto the dog's back and RIDE 'EM COWBOYCAT.

                        Guy down the street had a trained attack dog (well trained, not the idiot trained vicious type). We walked down the street with Satan following (I seem to attract cats that like to go for walks with us) and the guy was in the yard. His dog saw us, Cowered, whimpered and dived for the front porch. Poor guy stood looking at the dog a minute and then at us. At which point I informed him that his dog was the ONLY dog ever to have the courage to chase Satan twice.

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                        • #72
                          It depresses me when animals are abandoned.

                          Like my mum's cat Spigs. She was coming home from town one day and decided to visit our local crotchety old man (to be fair, of the three people in that household, one is in the hospital every week). As soon as she opened the car door, out of nowhere this kitten appears in her lap.
                          And he has a Siamese meow!
                          As starving as he was (old man decided "eh, he'll get hungry and move on"...busy road...maybe three month old kitten obviously dropped off...not likely) he waited for mum to give him part of her cheese burger. Then she gave him all of her fries.
                          You could count the ribs on him, and he has scruffy medium-length fur.
                          She thoroughly yelled at the old man, named the cat for the first thing she saw (a water spigot), and brought him home with instructions to my husband to watch him and play with him and make sure he knew what a litterbox was.
                          When she picked me up from work, we went into town to pick up cat stuff (I was really doing this because she had just been telling me that I wasn't allowed to adopt a cat)
                          Then I met Spigs. He liked to hide in 12-pack drink can boxes and jump at you, he liked to sleep in hats, and he loved nibbling ears. Of course, being as attention-needy as Siamese mixes tend to be, he proved to be too much of a handful for my mum, who designated him as "outside only."
                          This is his third summer with us, and he's loving every second of it
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                          • #73
                            Quoth MoonCat View Post
                            People like this are missing something. Their souls are empty. I should feel sorry for them, but I just want to beat the hell out of them.
                            Ditto.

                            All our pets have been strays; no shelter involved, they just turned up. The one dog we had was a setter (probably purebred) who instantly 'adopted' me and would go crazy if anyone not family set foot in the yard when I was out there. Never tried to bite anyone, just made enough noise to seem serious about it.

                            The ex told me once about how one of his cats developed a 'habit' of peeing all over the house...the usual reaction would be to take kitty to a vet to see what's wrong, no?

                            He matter-of-factly revealed that he threw the poor thing outside in the middle of a Michigan winter because he and his mom were sick of cleaning the rugs (that wasn't the sole reason we broke it off, but it did factor in; my mom was furious when she heard).
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                            • #74
                              Quoth Dreamstalker View Post
                              The ex told me once about how one of his cats developed a 'habit' of peeing all over the house...the usual reaction would be to take kitty to a vet to see what's wrong, no?
                              .
                              My cat did this, it was a territory issue. We had a stray outside for a while. My husband's old cat did this when I started staying at his parent's house more...in fact she also attacked me and the family's exchange student, and we know she meant it because she went for our throats (play is arms/legs, serious is throat/face) Unfortunately, instead of giving her away or taking her to the vet, my brilliant father in law gave her to our youth pastor, who took a shotgun and blew her in half. I miss her, even if she was a crazy psycho cat, she would cuddle with me and be all sweet if I was really upset or sick.
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                              • #75
                                mooncat sez:
                                People like this are missing something.
                                yes, a heart, a soul and a concience.

                                greekjester sez:
                                Anyone fancy starting a campaign to start a new breed?
                                no, there are enough currently that can't find good homes; imo, those babies come before any new breeds.
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