I apologize in advance for any postings this weekend. I lost a perfectly healthy rescue dog within 6 hours and I'm destroyed emotionally. Damn I loved that mutt.
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I apologize in advance for any postings this weekend. I lost a perfectly healthy rescue dog within 6 hours and I'm destroyed emotionally. Damn I loved that mutt.
Thanks man.
I made the worst decision a pet owner ever has to make...and the little ratty fucker died before they even had the chance to put him out of his pain. Minutes. That little dog was a stone cold killer (or thought he was, which was hilarious) who didnt give one single shit about how any living being thought of him. He would attack our other dog who is 4 times his size. The big dog would just be like "that's adorable little guy, you do you, thanks for the massage". But he didnt give A FUCK. Damn this is a rough one. Happened way too fast.
We’re in the same boat. We have a vet showing up this morning to help Meeko along. He deteriorated quickly starting late Thursday. Think I’ve been awake since 0200 Friday.
Take care Skitch. Once this is done, I’m pouring myself a drink for breakfast and trying to get some sleep.
Jesus, I'm sorry guys.
Dude so sorry. Man's best friend losses are so tough. They are just so loyal and just want to be around us. They don't ask for much, just a scratch here and there, a walk in the woods and maybe push some food off the table once in a while.
I lost my doggy this past summer.
Sorry to hear Skitch. The many good years will outnumber this rough patch and the memories will last.
Un-fucking-real. I'm so sorry dude. I'm also gonna pour myself a breakfast drink and try to nap before my wife's two Christmas parties.
The kids took it as expected. Of our three dogs, this was the only one that was mine. That means the next one is mine. I've already rejoined all the regional pound pages.
Lost my dog (Hobbit) a couple months ago too. She was 17. Had her since she was 8 weeks old.
Ever get the feeling that eventually life just becomes a series of losses waiting to happen?
2020 is just awesome.
Sorry to everyone for your animal companion losses.
There are few things that hurt that bad.
I keep reminding myself that this is one of my life missions. I hate training puppies. So I go for the ones that are the muttiest at the pound, several years old, and get em back in shape. Those are the most loyal dogs you can find. The downside is they don't last as long because of their rough [hic] life. Roger was probably homeless for a long stretch. We pulled 20 ticks off him when we got him from pound. His hair was out of control. He never backed down from anything or anyone (which leads me to believe he was self-dependent for an extended time). If it was raining outside, he would piss in the walkway under cover (only a dog whos lived outside on his own would do that. My other dogs run around in the rain like its nothing.) And yet he loved the people that fed him. He had to learn how to play. He was never mean unless he perceived a threat. But if you were nice to him, he would instantly defend you.
Just spent nearly 3 hours wrapping all of Jen's Christmas presents.
Man she is getting some neat stuff this year.
I love braunschweiger. There I said it
Its an amish thing I grew up with. I will hear no criticisms before you try it. If you try, I will take all the heat. Otherwise, you're a chicken.
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So sorry to hear about losing your pets Skitch and scar. I have a dog as well, and every once in a while I get misty eyed when I realize she's not gonna be around forever.
She comes from Spain, was dumped in a container by the previous owner when she was a puppy along with her brothers and Sisters.
So of course we named her Poubelle, which is French for trash can.
He brothers and Sisters have also been adopted by the way and are spread across The Netherlands I was told.
We actually met one of Poubelle's siblings in 2013 I believe and you always think that they would recognize each other, at one brief moment I thought they did.
I got misty eyed.
Losing a pet really sucks. It really is like losing a friend. Sorry guys.
A little late to the party, but sending hugs your way, Skitch. I can't imagine how gutted I will feel when the time comes for my boys. I just can't.
It is truly just, ungodly how much McDonald's I can eat.
Yesterday I ordered a triple quarter pounder with cheese (double, with an extra patty) and a large fry.
They messed up the burger. Had 3 patty but no cheese and extra pickles (wtf, mate?). When I went back through the window they gave me the correct order for free and didn't ask for the other back.
So, two triple quarter pounders and two large fries.