If you could tell your pet one thing…
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I had a Chesapeake like that....she would slam her head into walls.
Truly heartbreaking....then we tried Xanax/Alprazolam......the difference was stunning and she wasn't doped up and boozey, she just suddenly didn't give a shit about the fireworks.
I miss you buddy. I wish we had another sixteen years to go.
RIP Lucky 11/30/21
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You suck, and I hate you, and when you leave, noone will ever be able to fill the hole you leave behind.
We had one dog in the team who would pull just enough to keep the traces behind him tight. Never got tired though. Another one wasn’t even smart enough to look like he was working.
Quit barking at the f’ing Roomba, it doesn’t care.
Literally one of the hardest threads for me to get through. I miss them all so much. Some were tools, and some were truly family, but they all sting when they go.
I would tell him that everything is all good now. You have a good home full of love.
I have three rescues. This is Red Dog, my latest. Someone dumped him, and my son brought him home a year and a half ago. We weren’t going to keep him, so we just called him red dog. Then he started answering to it, so the name Red Dog stuck.
I have three rescues. This is Red Dog, my latest. Someone dumped him, and my son brought him home a year and a half ago. We weren’t going to keep him, so we just called him red dog. Then he started answering to it, so the name Red Dog stuck.
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We tried Xanax and 2 others, I forget the names. First two had zero affect. The third one knocked him out and he was groggy the next day. That’s when we decided no more drugs for him. The pet eaze and doing what we could to distract and calm him. He was the first dog I had personally seen go through this. Really stressful until you accept that you can’t do anything about it. And us being calm helped more than the meds.
My balls are not eggs and you’re not a bird…….
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I miss you bud, and I'm glad you couldn't talk 
Technically, he wasn't a pet. Matter of fact I don't think he even liked me, or anyone else, very much. He was, however, the only four legged asshole of mine who payed his own way. I never sat down and did the hard math, be we won enough together to cover his boarding and vet bills,
entry fees, and a little diesel fuel. He was a blast to rope on, but not worth a fuck for anything else.
Technically, he wasn't a pet. Matter of fact I don't think he even liked me, or anyone else, very much. He was, however, the only four legged asshole of mine who payed his own way. I never sat down and did the hard math, be we won enough together to cover his boarding and vet bills,
entry fees, and a little diesel fuel. He was a blast to rope on, but not worth a fuck for anything else.
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In my house we call those "the zoomies". Mine does it after eating raw red meat and her 120lb butt knocks everything over.
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I wish you would be this nice all the time instead of the vicious killer you act like half the time. (WarPaint comes by her name naturally, catch her at the wrong moment and blood, plenty of blood hits the floor. But she does keep vermin down and the neighbors love her because she takes care of the squirrels that are eating away the cedar siding on their homes)
I'm so proud of you for being being so patient with your little human and its been fun watching you two grow up together.
If you piss in the house anywhere but the litterbox again im going to break your fucking neck and bury you in the backyard.
Got it?
Got it?
I'd tell my lab sorry for letting you ride in the cab of the truck in below freezing weather that one time. We pull up next to the watering hole getting ready to set up a duck hunt. My lab was hyper when he was young so Id play fetch to take the edge off of him. Field wasnt cut and was 3 or 4 feet grass with a solid layer of frost. Turn my hunting partner loose for the ceremonious fetch. He goes about 30 feet and I hear him whining and not moving. Figured cut pad so I carried him back to the truck. He is still whining, nothing I can see wrong and my hunting buddy says come to the other side of truck. Here I am on the back side of dog and my buddy says look at his nuts. Only thing I can guess was the dogs warm nuts, cold weather and frosted grass = ball sac frozen to each leg.
"Stop being friendly to people; few deserve it."
I will say this of and too my marmalade kitty... "Most times I see you I think you are a fat, but loveable, fucking lump with no other purpose than to hold down a sofa cushion but... Whenever I shoot a squirrel and, after spoting it, see you turn breifly into the predator you were born to be you make me proud! Now go get your own damnit! I need the help!" Seriously... I have winged them and in a few hours he has tracked them down and brought them to the house. Jasper is turning into one hell of a squirrel cat!
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Da fuq you looking at, get your ass back in the boat!
And thanks for being good to our 2 little girls!
And thanks for being good to our 2 little girls!
It's ok Rhino....we have a glimmer of hope with the 2024 elections........
Freakin red cats, man. I had one that loved to go small game hunting with me. You didn’t have to feed him(we did). The barn swallows used to swoop him. You never saw a cat lay so flat to the ground. Suddenly like a coiled spring he would take to the air, snatching one in mid flight. They never did learn……
One time he snuck into the neighbor’s house and ate their caged parakeets. Fortunately we were good friends and they didn’t really care much for those noisy little peckers……
I want you to know that one look at the inside of your living room set of EVERY thing in my brain that wants to have a seizure.
I think you may have.
P.S. I stay in my lane with house decorating. My wife gets to win that one. Then I get to win a few on the guy stuff side of things.
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No value judgement involved on my part. I mean what i said absolutely literally. I looked at that picture and immediately had severe tinnitus and a gray pallor fell over my vision.
Thats a pre-seizure behavior that thankfully doesn't ever become a full seizure. Maybe in 10 years the docs say I'll have them but not for some time.
Also does it sometimes when I'm reading a book - switching the text to white on black helped a lot with that.
I miss you bud, and I'm glad you couldn't talk
Technically, he wasn't a pet. Matter of fact I don't think he even liked me, or anyone else, very much. He was, however, the only four legged asshole of mine who payed his own way. I never sat down and did the hard math, be we won enough together to cover his boarding and vet bills,
entry fees, and a little diesel fuel. He was a blast to rope on, but not worth a fuck for anything else.
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I sometimes wonder how some of those horses would do if slapped with a cross country saddle and pointed to some big ass jumps/ditches/etc.
SHOW ME YOUR WAR FACE!!!
That's pretty accurate. He will do this when I aggravate him and he's ready to attack my nose
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If you would just lay/cuddle up next to me I would pet you far more often like you are constantly demanding I do but instead you turn your ass to me or head to the other side of the couch because you want me to be in the perfect position for you and dammit I'm watching a movie!
Most of the good ones DGAF. All of mine must have been union, as in "I catch cows, that's it. I ain't jumpin' over nuthin, no creeks or ditches,
and just feed me and let me nap until it's time to work"
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