DOGS

Squeezing dog paws is very poor. Holding your dogs paws at every conceivable moment though? Absolutely classic. Hold hands with my dog more than my wife these days

We dogsit a brown lab for some friends every so often. The last time he came, within 20 minutes he'd found my bag and managed to open the sealed Tupperware full of dates and raisins I keep for long walk emergencies. Phoned the vet who said we needed to bring him down immediately. She fed him an emetic and delightedly told us he'd eaten 30 raisins and nine dates. And charged us £220.

my dog does give me left paw, give me right paw over and over again -it's so cool when dog gives you their paw

I have a latch on my kitchen door, because I have to keep mine in the kitchen with me while my son is eating and if I need to go out the side door for any reason he will burst through that door on a raid. Because my son's autistic he will sit there with an amused look on his face while the dog strips his plate clean in about 9 seconds and not make one attempt to stop him. In fact he finds it hilarious.

lol

Your son is right, that is hilarious.

Peach (my dog) has recently figured out how to open the cupboard where we keep our trash can. Heard a weird crunching sound at midnight last night; it was her on the kitchen floor eating all the chicken bones from our dinner which we obviously don’t give her because we are good dog parents. Thankfully no vet visits necessary

oh christ, chicken bones are a nightmare. My dog already had to have major surgery when a sock he ate got stuck in his small intestine and it was touch and go whether he survived at one point. I have to put them straight out into the outside bin.

I hold Widget’s paws all the time. They are about the size of blood pressure bulbs, and he doesn’t mind people touching them.

for her to run outside with it immediately and try figure out what it is we gave her.

Awww, this sounds really cute.

I have worries in the back of my head about seriously impacting her health with it, but placate this by telling myself I’m not running her any harder than she runs herself at the off leash dog beach (she goes hard). Any advice is appreciated

I only know what most people know, that shepherds are prone to arthritis, so you need to be careful with their joints, but I don't know how running might affect that.

oh christ, chicken bones are a nightmare.

Our lot sometimes get them from the seagulls who live on our roof and who seem to think it's funny to throw their used chicken bones and crab shells down and watch our dogs try to eat them. "Here, peasants, you can have this," very much seems to be the attitude.

Now that Lulu is gone, we only have the three smallies, and the imbalance is ridiculous. My friend brought her yorkie round the other week and said "if you put the four of them together you'd nearly make a proper dog". I love my small dogs, but I miss having a proper dog.

She is verrrry cute (and pretty!) for a big dog. Don’t think I could ever get another kind of dog from here on out (was raised with Labs and Golden), the white Swiss is just so loyal, pure, fun, sweet, and yeah she looks like a “proper dog”. Love her to absolute bits (she’s snoozing right next to me as I write this).

Tangent: I feel icky for my semi-eugenicist views of dogs. I definitely do have a “proper dog/slight-genetic-monstrosity dog” paradigm in my head. You just see some small dogs and wonder how good their quality of life really is…. That said my parents just got a dachshund and he is the cutest little guy (so obviously not all small dogs). Whatever your thoughts, you can’t help but look at a shepherd and think “now that’s a dog!”. Obviously no owner bias present in this view

Looking at her right now I’d have to say she’s probably my best friend. Going to be absolutely devastated the day she’s leaves

My mother recently adopted a pug. It's the cutest, weirdest dog I've ever seen. He looks like Peter Lorre.

all the annoying things like the food raids and barking at postal workers or anyone who walks past the house, it feels so empty and sad when doesn't happen anymore:)

lol meant a :(

:( I hope she never stops woofing. My wife and I have a lot of fun imitating her woof in a dumb voice to her (hey peach? Who am I? Woof woof woof woof woof). I think every healthy marriage needs a dog; someone you can both pick on in a loving-mocking tone so you don’t take it out on each other (though we still take it out on each other, in love)

when you go through difficult times having a mad pal for life who giddily bounds about fields and woodlands with a perma smile every morning when you take them out. That helps you stay alive.

Photo popped up from a local shelter of a 3 month old puppy whose muzzle looks very Anatolian Shepher to me but their description says he'll top out at 50 pounds. I suspect some adopter is going to have a big surprise.

I feel guilty whenever I am not taking my dog to the beach due to the pure joy she gets from being there. How could I ever withhold that from her!

She’s currently woofing at the neighbours cat, bless her

when you go through difficult times having a mad pal for life who giddily bounds about fields and woodlands with a perma smile every morning when you take them out. That helps you stay alive.

― vodkaitamin effrtvescent (calzino), Friday, July 28, 2023 9:36 PM (twenty minutes ago) bookmarkflaglink

otmfm god knows i get into the pits nowadays but when my boy faces a new day and a trip to the park with a 'YES I AM GOING TO RUN FOR NO REASON now, what can i smell?'attitude the fact of living seems a solid good.

woof otm

Argh, everyone stop, you're making me miss my dog, even though I still have dogs.

I was digging around in a bunch of old bookmarks and found this. Magnificent images.

https://www.bostonglobe.com/news/bigpicture/2016/03/15/iditarod-trail-sled-dog-race/8Me5cEOCaPVFMN5fVLn8JN/story.html

I had an odd dog encounter last week. The new neighbour a couple of doors up has two dogs that she leaves at home all day while she's out at work, but she leaves the upstairs windows open a bit so that they can both look out. One is an old labrador-type thing, the other is a rottweiler, and they spend all day long just barking and barking at the slightest provocation, like a seagull farts three streets away and they just go crazy, woofing and yelping and growling. Obviously it's been all over the street whatsapp, you could imagine. Anyhow we've had the guys from the water company replacing people's meters over a few days and that's just made these rogues go absolutely crackers. So I get out of my van one lunchtime, and these two poor engineer lads are on their hands and knees on the pavement, sheepishly trying to work, while above their heads there's this big black rottweiler leaning right out of the bedroom window fiercely barking away like a lunatic and I want to stop and take a photo of it silhouetted against the window frame while up above its head the sky is all stormy and dark from all this rain we've been having - I swear it's a sight straight out of a horror film - but I dont want to provoke it any further so I just keep walking and not making eye contact. But the guy coming along behind me is obviously not so cautious, he stops and starts talking to it, and then I hear a yell and I turn round to see this dog fucking leaping out of the upstairs window at him, a dark shape hurtling past the pale sun, then it lands on the front path and starts charging up and down the road snarling at everyone, obviously a bit shocked by it's fall from the skies but still seemingly in a fighting mood. The water guys just drop their everything and jump straight in their van. Me and this other guy are just left looking at each other wide-eyed and I briefly have visions of carnage flashing thru my mind - we live a few doors up from a school and I'm just thinking of this dog rampaging about with bloodied children in its mouth as a SWAT team leap out of a helicopter to take it out. And then I just snap straight into this instinctive response mode - and i run straight into my house and send my wife out to deal with it instead. And she just walks up to it calmly while talking gently to it, and this previously furious dog meekly turns around and walks back to its own house and scratches at the front door with a whimper, asking to be let back inside (my wife then has to sit there for 30 minutes with it until the owner comes home, while I valiantly make her a cup of tea; the dog is actually quite nice, she's called Doris or something iirc)

I take my hat off to this acrobatic rottweiler, sounds like a lovely dog.

Not sure whether or not her icarus-esque flight will have put her off future attempts or if its just going to encourage her

I reckon the landing might have hurt a bit, even if she wasn't visibly injured.

She had a bit of a grazed and bloody chin so I think the front legs must've collapsed a bit on impact

my mum brought me a fancy farm shop steak pie today. She says these pies are incredible and made with lard and no artificial additives or preservatives. I thought great - having a day off cooking will be nice. I was about to put it in the oven and then my dog started barking and I went to see if someone was at the door. It was a leafleter and the prick had left the gate open. I went out to shut the gate. And then when I got back into the kitchen there was an empty space where there previously was a pie :(

Congratulations, it’s a Labrador retriever.

where's L'Rain when you need her

he's sleeping like a log now - tough work is retrieving. Also there was probably enough pie there to feed 3 humans, it was big!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K0ZsMG48C7Y

there is something truly hilarious about seeing a dog during a very naughty feeding frenzy, classic really.

the pure helpless disgrace of it

A couple of weeks ago Widget broke in to a kitchen cupboard and liberated a big bag of pine kernels. It was a caterer’s pack with 350g left in it. Which he ate.

For the next 24 hours, he crapped nothing else but undigested pine kernels. He keeps trying to revisit the crime scene because surely there must be another bag in there? DOG LOGIC.

also DOG LOGIC. When Douglas was a randy young buck and had a close encounter with a bitch in season on a lead, the owners explained she's in season so I got him back on the lead and he took some dragging away. Then for months afterwards whenever we got to the same spot, he'd start ignoring me more than usual and run off - because obv his gf was still there waiting for him.

I don't want to talk about the time my boy ate a nearly full 400g tub of lurpak spreadable, no point trying to use a poop bag when only a shovel will do the job.

Congratulations, it’s a Labrador retriever.

ROFL

T/S: Two dogs vs. one Dog? I'm getting the crazy itch to welcome another to the family

we love our second addition but he is a little shit and so much more to handle but he loves our older dog and she loves him so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯.

I have come around to having the Black Lab as our second dog. He thinks I am his best friend, and, well, it's hard not to accept that role. I took him on a six-mile hike last weekend, he was great. I need to do that more often.

Two dogs end up being less important to each other than two cats IME. The dogs still mostly care about the humans and being part of that group, they don't really fuck off and occupy themselves together.

i'm only gonna say this once, unless you don't listen, in which case i might say it a few more times, assuming i haven't lost interest and moved on by then

in fact my interest is already fading, fuck. i'd better say it already.

well now i don't remember exactly what i was going to say. it was probably very clever -- irrefutable even -- and relating to how getting a dog is never the answer, because dogs smell bad and are needy. and they are *loud*, have you considered that? also they kill people. in conclusion, do not get a dog. thank you for your compliance in this matter.

aaaagh I hit my baby boo with the throw ball today, she yelped in pain and there was a great deal of apologizing

fortunately after a beer at the local where she got to flirt with strangers, all was well and the chase was on again

getting a dog is never the answer, because dogs smell bad and are needy. and they are *loud*, have you considered that? also they kill people. in conclusion, do not get a dog. thank you for your compliance in this matter.

Yes, but also have you considered this?

https://i.postimg.cc/G2NbD7zz/20240201-074951.jpg

Good to hear from cat on the subject of dogs.

If it's mine posting from the other room: It's not happening Bear, you're going to have to learn to live with her

Pony>cat>>dog

ponies sound cool but they cannot sit on my chest and purr while rubbing chins with me

or at least i assume so

Probably no to sit and purr, but rubbing chins definitely a possibility

Which breed is First Dog?

Biased but I always suggest a whippet - mine is currently sitting next to me on the sofa, and because I’m eating toast, there’s a paw resting on my lap to remind me to tithe. They are great dogs but terrible land shark puppies who will need redirection to toys all the time, but they are sociable and whenever you meet another sighthound on walks, keen to play with a fellow member of the pointy Borg.

Two dogs end up being less important to each other than two cats IME.

I think this depends on the individuals. For two well-adjusted dogs, this is usually true. They like to have dog buddies, but they NEED you. otoh, we have had dogs through here who couldn't have coped with being the only dog in the house, and who definitely needed a more confident dog to take cues from at all times. Our dog Cody would freak out if you separated him from Milo for any length of time, for example.

For us, the optimal number of dogs proves to be three. Manageable, and when one dies, nobody is left on their own. Plus you sidestep that whole "I could never get another dog" thing you get when one dog dies and leaves you with an empty house. Note: we are a small-dog house.