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BS: What would you do for your dog?

kendall 05 Jun 07 - 10:36 AM
Phil Cooper 05 Jun 07 - 04:21 PM
HouseCat 06 Jun 07 - 12:50 PM
Kim C 06 Jun 07 - 01:24 PM
gnu 06 Jun 07 - 02:01 PM
gnu 06 Jun 07 - 02:02 PM
Sorcha 06 Jun 07 - 02:49 PM
Kim C 06 Jun 07 - 02:59 PM
Phil Cooper 06 Jun 07 - 04:00 PM
katlaughing 06 Jun 07 - 05:05 PM
katlaughing 06 Jun 07 - 05:18 PM
Little Hawk 06 Jun 07 - 06:12 PM
Sorcha 06 Jun 07 - 06:17 PM
JenEllen 06 Jun 07 - 09:37 PM
Phil Cooper 07 Jun 07 - 12:23 AM

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Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: kendall
Date: 05 Jun 07 - 10:36 AM

flounders don't flap around. Their undulating motion is quite graceful.

Very often people say or write, the ship "floundered" and sank. It foundered and sank.


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Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: Phil Cooper
Date: 05 Jun 07 - 04:21 PM

I was an english major in college. Word usage is important (don't get me started on the misuse of "comprise"). More to the point, the poor critter was in trouble and needed help. It kind of reminds me of the verse in Sully's Pail: There are men can watch their partners die/not throw their lives away/But Reilly wasn't one them/he wasn't built that way. Getting the topic back to folk music in a way.


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Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: HouseCat
Date: 06 Jun 07 - 12:50 PM

My aunt had an elderly Spitz who had become diabetic, much to her great concern. Not long after the diagnosis, Auntie went into her bedroom to find poor Misha (the dog) spinning wildly in circles and snapping at the air, and contorted into an very odd position. She decided that the dog had gone into a seizure of some kind, brought on by the diabetes, and ran for the honey jar to give her a sugar boost. She struggled to pour honey into the snapping mouth of the spinning contorted dog for some minutes until she realized....

Misha had caught a back paw toenail in the long curly hair around her ear while having a scratch, and was only trying to get loose.

Auntie sat on the bedroom floor, covered in honey, and debated about whether or not to tell anyone about the incident. My Uncle walked in her and, after washing down the very sticky dog, gleefully spent the next 2 hours on the phone calling everyone he could think of.


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Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: Kim C
Date: 06 Jun 07 - 01:24 PM

I had a dog who killed a feather duster. I walked into the bedroom and there she sat, amid a flurry of hot pink feathers, with a few stuck to her nose.


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Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: gnu
Date: 06 Jun 07 - 02:01 PM

Now... there another picture in my mind's eye!


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Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: gnu
Date: 06 Jun 07 - 02:02 PM

Oops.... there's another pic....

Thanks Kim.


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Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: Sorcha
Date: 06 Jun 07 - 02:49 PM

Oh Kim...what a vision! LOL!


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Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: Kim C
Date: 06 Jun 07 - 02:59 PM

It was hilarious. She was just sitting there all demure and innocent - you know how they do. I couldn't scold her because I was laughing too hard, and the feather duster only cost 50 cents anyway. :-)


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Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: Phil Cooper
Date: 06 Jun 07 - 04:00 PM

My former chiropractor told me about a time she had gotten a Leonberger (not sure of the spelling) puppy. This breed grows to the size of a small pony. Ike was getting under foot while said chiropractor was preparing food for a wedding reception. She had put a cake out on the porch to cool off. Forgetting that she had put the cake out there, she also put Ike out there to keep him out of the way. A couple hours later, she realized Ike and the cake were in the same space. There was a very happy Ike with icing on his muzzle, tail wagging, and a cake now decorated with a couple of dog furrows. She also couldn't scold the dog. It's hard to get mad when you're laughing.


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Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: katlaughing
Date: 06 Jun 07 - 05:05 PM

You mean one of THESE? Beautiful, remind me of Newfoundlands. I notice it says they can easily graze one's table set with food.**bg**


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Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: katlaughing
Date: 06 Jun 07 - 05:18 PM

I know what I would like to do for my neighbour's dogs. I would like to take them away and find them good homes where they are NOT left to bark all day out of loneliness and boredom. Front page article in this week's paper was barking dogs are the biggest problem animal services has going. Aarrrggghhh!


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Subject: ADD: Ulysses (Jake Thackray)
From: Little Hawk
Date: 06 Jun 07 - 06:12 PM

I believe it's time to post a Jake Thakray song lyric...

Ulysses

Words & Music: Jake Thackray

When Ulysses comes home
He always greets me with an open heart
But you will see how Ulysses
Has taken my life apart

I've got a dog called Ulysses
He plays all day in the park
Sniffing at his friends and the chestnut trees
And chasing cats 'til after dark

When my Ulysses comes home (wag wag woof woof)
His tail in the air
His usual exuberance
Is awfully hard to bear

When I stumble home at night I'm jaded and stale
And so I try to take a little repose
I don't want waking up with a happy tail
I don't want a kiss from a big wet nose

When my Ulysses comes home (wag wag woof woof)
He gets on my wick
For Ulysses communicates
His love with a snuffle and a lick

I like to sit in my fireside chair
Watching telly 'til the epilogue
In a semi-coma and without a care
And I would do if it were not for my bloody dog

When my Ulysses comes home (wag wag woof woof)
Like a maniac
Its useless to pursue my viewing
So I've sent my television back

I tried to climb the social scale
And so I organised a little do
Some very posh people came to my cocktail
But at half-past seven my party was through

When my Ulysees came home (wag wag woof woof)
I knew I was sunk
My guests were not at all impressed
And they left when my dog got drunk

I brought my sweetie home one night
And we both knew that this was it
Sipping Chianti by candlelight
We were getting to a very important bit

When my Ulysees came home (wag wag woof woof)
He broke the spell
Intruding on my beautiful
Romance like a hound from hell

My one solution is quick and grim
A little bottle of cyanide
I can't bring myself to get rid of him
I shall have to perform a suicide

So when Ulysees comes home (wag wag woof woof)
Home for his tea
He'll have to cry a little bit
For having given so much love to me.


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Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: Sorcha
Date: 06 Jun 07 - 06:17 PM

Hey, at least 'furrows' can be repaired. I'm suprised there was any cake left at all!!!!! LOL!


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Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: JenEllen
Date: 06 Jun 07 - 09:37 PM

My favorites are the days when you come home and you realize that something isn't quite right....you're not sure what it is yet....and then it hits.

For a long time, every night there would be a Great Pen Migration in my living room. I would wake to find every pen I owned and left out had been swatted around the floor by the cat (he says they were trying to get away and he stopped them) and left on the living room floor.

One day I came home from work and there was an enormous feeling of "not quite right". I finally got a good look and my cat formerly white cat now had a screwy, drooly orange streak down his side and my dog's white paws and ruff were orange too. Near as I could tell, the cat had found one of those smelly orange markers to swat around, dog played too, and they ended up coloring each other. Thankfully it was Crayola and came right out of fur and the carpet, but the look of Whaaaaaat??? on those two faces sent me right into giggles.


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Subject: RE: BS: What would you do for your dog?
From: Phil Cooper
Date: 07 Jun 07 - 12:23 AM

Kat, you got the correct breed. Ike was a great, friendly dog and lived to be 14 years old (average, like in a lot of big breeds is about 8). I'm also surprised that he didn't eat the entire cake. As far as the "what would you do" point of this thread, his owner would massage his old, arthritic joints in his latter years. She still kept him well exercised and he was happy to be a dog right up till the end.


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