Dogs - classic or dud?

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My parents just got a beagle puppy before Christmas (and my brother got one before Thanksgiving), he's cute, friendly, seems relatively low-maintenance when I visit, but dogs just aren't my thing. Too much regimentation, too much responsibility, too much work - and they generally don't smell pleasant.

I could see myself adopting an adult dog some day, when I'm more settled, have a back yard, etc., but I still prefer cats.

i dont trust people who hate dogs.

isnt it strange that dog haters seem mean and cat haters just seem insecure?

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I walk her everyday and on the weekend we take her to Austin's dog park. She's kind of a wimp/loner though and does't really know how to play with the other dogs. When we buy our house we're going to get her a brother/sister to help remedy this.

Lately she's been chewing my CDs which leaves me ambivelant re: C or D. I'm still a cat person through and through,

hmm, wonder why blue heelers might be so timid with other dogs. Whens she sees cow or horses she goes insane but a bumbly, fat lab makes her cower!

That's not what HE would say!

I've had pugs since I was five years old. The original trio I grew up with--the happy little pug family of Rosie, Jubie (Rosie's daughter) and Rocky (Jubie's son)--are all gone now.

Jubie was the first to go. She died in her sleep in early 2002, during an hour-long episode of Will & Grace. :( I was pretty devastated. Yet, surprisingly, I found myself wanting a new puppy soon after her passing. The first time I opened the newspaper to Classifieds to look I found an ad for fawn/black mask and black pug puppies in a town nearby. I brought my baby, Oliver Jose, home one month later. Rosie was half-blind in the only she had left (a rooster got her when she was young), so she didn't pay the new arrival much mind. He sure gave Rocky a new spark, though. Rocky would sit beside Oliver's box and watch over the little one while he slept. And once Ollie got a little bigger, he took to sleeping with his head resting on Rocky. It was terrific. They were good buddies. :)

When Rocky died suddenly in January 2005, it was devastating. (I didn't even get to say goodbye.) It wasn't just my parents and I who were heartbroken, though. Oliver didn't understand why my mom had taken Rocky away (to the vet) only to return that night without him; he became really depressed. It was so sad. :( He didn't know what it was like to be the only pug in the house. I knew I had to get another pug for him ASAP.

My mom and I got together a large assortment of newspapers from around the Bay Area and Sacramento. Amazingly, the first one I picked up (The Sacramento Bee) was packed with classified ads for pug puppies. One of them was for a litter of fawns and brindles. I'd never even seen a brindle pug before, so I had to call that one first. The lady had one male brindle left. She emailed me some pictures of him and I fell in love. They were coming from Oregon, so all the new puppy parents had to meet in the parking lot of Sacramento's Arden Fair Mall. When they pulled up, I rushed over and saw two big round eyes peering out from one of the kennels in the back of their SUV--a pug! Then I looked past the pug puppy sitting quietly up front to the one tearing up newspaper behind him. That was my Jack! haha As my dad drove us out of Sacramento, I put on the Rolling Stones' Beggars Banquet. Jack raised his little head up and looked attentively at the speakers, like he was really diggin' the music. I later learned that he likes James Brown and harmony vocals (cf. CSNY), too. I was so proud. Anyway... When we got home, teeny little Jack actually chased Oliver. It was like a mouse chasing an elephant. hahaha We'd been telling Ollie that we were getting him a new toy to play with, but it took a while for him to warm up to Jack. You know puppies aren't supposed to go outside until they have all of their shots. When Jack was finally able to go into the backyard, Oliver--to our great surprise--began chasing Jack and wrestling with him in the grass(I got pictures, of course). It was hilarious. Now they're like real brothers.

I love my puggies. The biggest dogs in the Toy Group. Not little yappers! They've got personality by the ton. Charming, boisterous, sweet, fiesty, soulful (those eyes!), funny, curious, clever as can be and oh so lovable. Their very thinking creatures and you'll see it written all over those wonderfully expressive faces. Another expressive feature of a pug is their snort. Oliver & Jack mostly do it when they're happy or content. I love it. Pugs are very loyal and loving but they do possess a great stubborn/independent streak. Yup, they've definitely got minds of their own. It's pretty funny to see a pug get indignant. I don't wanna make it sound like they're not difficult to train, though, 'cause they are not. They're very intelligent and quick learners. It only took Jack one or two lessons to catch onto to "sit" and "come inside" (treats helped!). Oh! How could I neglect to mention how cute they are?! http://www.cheesebuerger.de/images/smilie/froehlich/e006.gif

If you're thinking of getting a new dog, Sick Mouthy, I wholeheartedly recommend the pug. They're awesome. Don't know what I'd do without 'em. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/CitizenGatsby/1grinsmilie.bmp

"I want CHAKI!"

Oliver:

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Scrappin' with a couple chihuahuas in the parking lot of Arden Fair Mall in Sacramento:
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my friend ellison's dog Knoe died last week, she was 12 and had cancer. she had to be put to sleep. :-( she was a great dog. RIP Knoe.

This is my dog guarding the weaponry in our office hallway:
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I know a few sweet rescue dogs, and their owners also got that benefit, although they came with some problems (mostly super shyness) as well. So it's not always a perfect situation.

Cats are unable to kill you, but would want nothing more and this angers them immensely.

Personally, I bear dogs no ill will but I've got no use for their barking and shedding and drooling and farting and the hair all over the place and the licking their ass and then licking your face and the filthiness and all of that. Cats, I'm highly allergic to so I've never thought much about it. I exist separately from them and always have.

But pugs are cute as hell, as are dachshunds and welsh corgies. I'm tempted sometimes.

fs the size of that thing. pmsl what a good boy

he gets huge long sticks as well and becomes a marauding pikedog on narrow paths, trying to knock old folks over who've just recently had hip replacements!

I demand a clear photo of Douglas carrying an enormous stick, captioned "branch manager" as is traditional with photos of this kind.

lol that's his current job title alright!

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I lost my archive of pics of Douglas with huge fuckoff sticks when my last phone got drowned unfortunately because I had pretty funny ones, but this is from half an hour ago!

Douglas is best <3

damn I did it from my phone and just realised it doesn't really capture how amazingly handsome he is!

xxp aaaaah I’m dying he’s perfect

as a scotsman I approve of dogs called doug

I can hardly ever get a good photo of him, it's almost like he's got some preternatural ability to move or it always is blurred cos I'm rushing to take it before he does move!

dud

douglas i love u

this is the first result for "dud dog" on google, poor fella

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Douglas is classic.

My dog, who I had to shove up my jumper yesterday to get him to stop crying because he was cold because he won't wear the jumper I knitted for him, is a dud.

sounds classic to me

He is the Tom Haverford of dogs.