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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 13:51:24 GMT -5
Anyway, yes -- my hat's off (or would be if I ever wore one) to you for adopting those charming canines, ma'am. Thank you. Luke is not so very charming, though. He's the most ungraceful and rudest dog ever. But he loves people so much. But he has issues. He started out as a foster dog, but we noticed immediately that he is a resource guarder, and I knew that I could never adopt him out to a family since he has those issues. So, we failed at fostering and kept the jerk. He's lovable, though. Barely.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 13:55:15 GMT -5
We have to love our problem children. Like my Sophie, who has to be kept out of the master bedroom because she always jumps on & terrorizes Sweet Jane, nips at my ears, nose & cheeks when she's feeling especially affectionate &/or attention-deprived & of late has been making more of a nuisance of herself than usual by darting through the front or kitchen door (where she either started or enlarged -- probably both -- the hole in the screen that she & Sandy have used to access outside) when I go outside to feed the ferals.
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Post by hondobrode on Nov 16, 2014 13:59:12 GMT -5
Just like real children.
My oldest two are practically conflict-free.
The twins, however, not so much. More immature and cover for each other and less than totally honest with Dad.
They def frustrate me more, but I still love them too. I just worry about them more.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 14:09:49 GMT -5
The aforementioned (fe)malefactor, looking somewhat innocent ...
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 14:49:48 GMT -5
Daisy (our 14 year old dog) was a rescue dog too when Amy took her in 12 years ago (Amy and I had been dating about a year at that point), and her vet trip earlier this week was a little scary for us. Her snout/muzzle had swollen and we weren't sure if they were going to tell us it was treatable or some kind of tumor and that she wasn't going to be able to come back home. We did discover that the symptoms were treatable, but not the cause, but most of the cause is her age and heartworm. However, she is feeling much better after treatment and she'll be with us for a good while longer we hope.
Patches (the 16 year old) is really showing her age lately, and has given us a few vet scares herself, but her back legs are getting very weak and she is nearly blind now, so we are not sure how much more time with her we have, but we are cherishing every day we do.
-M
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 14:52:51 GMT -5
*sigh* Bittersweet times, I know.
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Post by shaxper on Nov 16, 2014 14:56:33 GMT -5
I'm not a pet person for a variety of reasons, but one of the biggest is that I don't think I could handle all the death. That being said, we have two cats and a parakeet. None of them were my idea. I bond with our oldest cat, but I have no relationship with the other two. Here's Abby when she was just a kitten. She's 11 now.
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Post by Paste Pot Paul on Nov 16, 2014 14:57:37 GMT -5
Loki, predecessor to young Spice, only about a year old when he ran afoul of the heavy traffic on our rural road. Above and below, our babies, Juno(the bitch) and Zeus (our male), 4 and 3 respectively. Sleep on their own leather couch in our bedroom, while young Spice usually has her perch on our hot-water cylinder. The dogs rule outside (well so we tell them) but defer to the young madam inside. She, as with Loki before her, is oblivious to their dogness, and even takes her bad moods out on them at times, either ambushing their legs in passing, or giving them a box in the chops when especially annoyed by her humans. Their utter confusion at the sheer ignorance of feline fury, and the lack of all respect for their size and superiority, is surpassed only by her determination to be the boss.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 18:26:39 GMT -5
I LOVE cats, but I am so damn allergic to them. I can walk into a house and tell almost immediately if a cat resides in the home. The roof of my mouth will start itching uncontrollably, then my nose, and then my eyes.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 18:31:40 GMT -5
How unfortunate. My older former stepdaughter apparently is allergic to them as well, from what she's posted on FB, though I don't recall it ever coming up when I was married to her mother & we had at least a couple of cats. Evidently, her kids have two now; she says she just takes antihistamines or something.
That would be a tough row to hoe, one way or the other.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 18:37:11 GMT -5
How unfortunate. My older former stepdaughter apparently is allergic to them as well, from what she's posted on FB, though I don't recall it ever coming up when I was married to her mother & we had at least a couple of cats. Evidently, her kids have two now; she says she just takes antihistamines or something. That would be a tough row to hoe, one way or the other. I didn't use to be allergic to cats. It developed as I got older. And it got REALLY bad after I was pregnant with my youngest son.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 18:41:07 GMT -5
Must've happened that way with Lisa as well. I know when she was living with her future in-laws, they had about a dozen around.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 18:44:24 GMT -5
Must've happened that way with Lisa as well. I know when she was living with her future in-laws, they had about a dozen around. I couldn't have cats when I was younger because my mom was allergic to them. As she has gotten older, she is no longer allergic. So, maybe by the time I'm in my 60's, I won't be allergic anymore, and I can become a crazy cat lady?
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Post by Action Ace on Nov 16, 2014 19:33:01 GMT -5
We're still in an even fouler mood than usual because our stupid daddy got the Politics thread shut down before we could craft our argument for a felinocracy. Not that we cats don't already control everything anyway. This would've been our post: You're all stupid & we hate you. I like these cats.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 19:33:56 GMT -5
I was the opposite. I was highly allergic to pet dander (from cats or dogs) as a kid. Used to have a lot of other allergies too, to the point of getting weekly allergy shots, but around junior high I outgrew the need for shots and eventually it didn't bother me (or my allergies) at all to have pets in the house. We tried having a dog when I was 10, it lasted a month. I only had mild issues with it by then, but my mom was highly allergic. Ole Boots was adopted by a local farmer after the month and allowed to run free chasing the other barnyard animals instead of hanging out with me and my sneezing, runny-eyed mom (from the allergies). I didn't have a pet gain until I moved into a shared house where one of the roommates had a dog, and have pretty much had some sort of pet or roommate who did except for the six months I sublet a place in the old Colt Firearms factory in Hartford.
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