I have to stay sending out packages till the last dog dies. I would love to post some new threads but I am just too busy sending out clothes and dealing with all the problems.
We are crazy busy trying to get things done and not catching up at all.
I have a lot of ideas in my head for new stories and they will be up soon.
Don't stop stopping by just because I am swamped. Just sayn'
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Troop, really? That is not the kind of photo that those of us who love animals really need or want to see.
Hey I feel like I haven't offended anyone in a long time....I am starting to get itchy.
Well, I am more hurt than offended, having lost a beloved pet yesterday. You could at least change the picture to a pile of dead lawyers or law professors - that would cheer me up.
Sorry about your dog Sixty.
I just wish I could find a photo of a pile of dead law professors.
WAIT A MINUTE!!!!!!
I HAVE A GREAT IDEA!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm sending Michael Vick over to help you out, man.
Madison seems filled with animal lovers. I've seen way more dogs here than kids. I guess because the UW is in summer recess most of the young people have fled.
Oh Troop, I'm on vacation and so have been lucky to find WiFi. My mom doesn't believe in wireless stuff. I'm at a city pool right now with free WiFi.
You can't even see the cat-lover contingent here. I bet they're all indoors, stroking their kittys right now.
Ask and you shall receive. I have a pussy post up right now!
Sixty I didn't know you lost your dog yesterday. I am very sorry. Dogs really are man's best friend.
No bullshit with a dog.
When my dog goes I am going to be a fucking mess. He has been my longest term relationship. Got him at 9 weeks and now he is....gulp....12. I got him right after 9/11. I was a mess then. Many people on the flights worked with me at different companies in Boston.
Fucking love dogs.
And Troop, come on, that pic is awful.
There are two new brown lab puppies in my hood. The mother is amazing, her tits are huge now and my rare clumber walks by the place always trying to suck on chocolate lactating lab tit. That's my boy.
tits.
Wow!
If I can offend both Sixty Grit and Titus in the same post my job is done!
My wife adopted a dog right before I left with the kids for Wisconsin. She's part or mostly maltese and was a rescue. She was an unwed mother and some asshole abandoned her.
I haven't had a dog since I was kid and I forgot how affectionate they can be.
At least you could do is post a pic of a boatload of aborted fetuses to make me feel a little better.
tits.
CL - your sentence is unclear, but I salute you being out and proud as a dog "lover".
It was a cat I lost yesterday, just so we are clear. A friend lost a cat and a dog less than 2 weeks ago. I most recently lost a dog 4 years ago. All I am saying is there has been too much death hereabouts lately, and don't need to see a picture of it. It's too fresh in my memory.
What do you call 10,000 dead lawyers? A good start.
I love lawyers, but only when they are my daughter.
I have a funny story.
You all know my hubby is a big vege.
Well we went to the store this weekend and I had him wait at the deli for my turkey and swiss cheese while I went to get other stuff.
5 minutes later he called me screaming saying the guy gave him a piece of turkey-you know like they do to have you approve how thin it is?
Well V went nuts. I had to run to the other side of the store and saw him sitting there with this thin piece of turkey hanging from his vege hands. We had to immediately wash his hands, get hand sanatizer and finally barfed.
Those veges are serious. They can't even touch the shit.
And when we go out to dindin I never order meat anymore because he has a difficult time looking and smelling it. Thank God we are in Cambridge where you can't swing a cat without hitting a vege restaurant. I told him if he ever comes to Wisconsin to visit we are going to have to buy all his food at the grocery story because he aint finding anything vege=maybe a deep fried vege-which he wouldn't eat either.
He says he doesn't think he is that difficult.."just vegetarian and healthy"-good luck finding that.
tits.
tits
We went to a South Indian restaurant this weekend too. He won't eat North Indian-too fatty.
Anyway we were talking about the workers there.
He said they were all definitely lower caste and illegal.
The entire caste thing is weird with them. It is not a snobby thing, it just is. And they know immediately by looking at one another where they are in the caste system. And they respect it but they hardly will look in each others eyes.
He told me those workers in that restaurant will leave their families behind in India and live under the restaurant, have no bills, get paid $10.00 an hour, work 12 hours a day, 7 days a week, and after one year will leave for India with $80,000 and buy a farm and be able to live off of that for 5-10 years, and then another family member will do the same thing. He said they get paid cash under the table and don't pay any taxes.
He said just by looking at them he could tell they were uneducated. I could tell by looking at a couple of them that I would do them.
tits.
Dead puppies aren't much fun.
Titus, would it be inappropriate to say your husband's a fag? I don't mean homosexual, though obviously he's that, too. I just mean he's totally gay about food.
My husband's not a fag at all. You could never tell he was a fag.
He's just a vege and most Indians are vege.
I couldn't be with a fag.
tits.
Sorry about the loss of your cat, Sixty.
Thanks, AllenS - it is easy to get very attached to a pet. This little guy was only here for a bit over 8 years but he was a very good one.
I am seriously considering not getting any replacements as the current pack and pride dwindle. I will probably always need a watch dog, though, that's just life in the country. But it's tough losing them...
Sixty,
Bummer about your cat. I find mine mostly just vanish one day.
Thanks, Blake.
I'm sorry for your loss, SixtyG. The very good ones are one of a kind and they leave a hole behind when they vanish in death. In the last 5 years, I've stood by three of them as they reached the end due to old age and illness. I don't yet have the heart to deliberately add more to the pack, but if another happened to find me, I'd be open. Each was unique, and that's the joy and loss as well as the hope.
Yeah, for as common and seemingly uniform as cats are, they all have personality quirks and behaviors that separate them from the others in the pride. I could go on and on about this one, but just a while ago I remembered how dog-like he was. I used to spend time training my cats and since this little guy really liked to hang around with the dogs I taught him to sit before I would give him a treat.
He really liked dog biscuits - so I would give one each to the dogs, and if the kitty sat, I would break off a small piece of a biscuit and give it to him. He was something.
I am sorry about your cat too Sixty. I love all animals. They give our life's meaning.
I have never had a pussy though.
Hi mamam, how is everything hanging?
tits.
We used to make a "10 Good Things about..." list to bury with pets that died when the boys were home, but I couldn't do it when the non lactating chocolate lab died. Too much goodness, too close to the heart.
Not sure I could come up with Ten Good things About Titus, but I could probably recall Ten Unusual Pronouncements, Observations and Titilations, w/chocolate lactating lab tit being among them.
So sorry about your cat Sixty. We have lost 2 cats in the years since we've been married. Down to one now. It is so sad. Each one is an individual personality and irreplaceable.
The other day our cat came into the house with a very bad limp in her left rear leg. There were no bites, scratches or blood, so we figure she must have fallen and twisted her leg. I was so afraid she had broken something. We made her stay inside for several days, and man was she pissy. "LET ME OUT. LET ME OUT!!! So what if I can't walk." Fortunately her leg is all better now, just a hint of a limp.
When this one goes to the big litter box in the sky, we do not want to have any more pets for a while. BUT...like MammaM...they usually find us and we can't resist. I think they must have some sort of cat bulletin board announcing a vacancy.
DBQ... Two years ago we had one come home with a bad limp and a tender-to-the-touch back leg. The young vet at the clinic took x-rays which showed one of the two rubber bands (ligaments?) that hold the kneecap in place had torn loose with a small chunk of broken leg bone hanging off one end. The only solution: expensive leg surgery, until the old vet happened by and said many cats survive quite well with this kind of injury, as long as the piece of broken bone doesn't get wedged in the joint. Sure enough, the pain went away and the limp is barely noticeable, with the only consequence being that he can't jump quite so high anymore. Since he is one that liked to roost on the roof, it cramped his style a bit but other than that, he's cherry!
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