I would say old joe was lucky. Around 4am sunday my dog went after a raccoon. I was suddenly on the ground and dragged about ten feet, before I could stop her. I went for x rays monday because of the intense pain. Two cracked ribs and a lot of pulled muscles. Better than the time she pulled me down on concrete and shattered a knee cap.
This is one of the reasons I've never been a dog person. Other than one friend's dachshund, and a co-workers service-dogs-in-training, every dog I've met wants to jump up and lick me. No, thank you!
The dachshund is very mellow - a couple of sniffs of my hand, and that's it. Maybe jump up next to me if I'm sitting on the couch, and slowly scooch onto my lap to get petted. The service-dogs-in-training are of course already very well trained to be mostly silent and invisible.
Nice memories. When you describe your dog being intuitive about moods and responding with empathy, you're kinda describing every dog ever....that's why we love 'em so. Recent research has shown that dogs have been human companions for 35,000 years. They've had a long time to figure us out.
My dog loves going after rabbits, but she's a very deliberate and calculated stalker when she does. By the time she gets close enough for the rabbit to bolt, I'm prepared for it.
Nothing like dog stories-farting or otherwise-to reveal a nasty vile little snark mob as nothing but a bunch of big-hearted softies. My own bff is an Airedale named Molly. Noble girl. If I posted one pic, I'd never stop.
Oh, stop. You and your unpronounceable physical pathologies...
"Watch out, Jim 'Goebbels' Fowler! Those teeth are razor sharp!"
Yep.So friendly!
(An acquaintance has a Boston and a Boxer. His house must be Fart City!)
I would say old joe was lucky. Around 4am sunday my dog went after a raccoon. I was suddenly on the ground and dragged about ten feet, before I could stop her. I went for x rays monday because of the intense pain. Two cracked ribs and a lot of pulled muscles. Better than the time she pulled me down on concrete and shattered a knee cap.
This is one of the reasons I've never been a dog person. Other than one friend's dachshund, and a co-workers service-dogs-in-training, every dog I've met wants to jump up and lick me. No, thank you!
The dachshund is very mellow - a couple of sniffs of my hand, and that's it. Maybe jump up next to me if I'm sitting on the couch, and slowly scooch onto my lap to get petted. The service-dogs-in-training are of course already very well trained to be mostly silent and invisible.
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Obs an ISIS assassination attempt, just like the one that so nearly did for John Kerry /snark
Bad dog!Best wishes for the recovery.
Peanut butter, you say?
In Brief, yes.
Nice memories. When you describe your dog being intuitive about moods and responding with empathy, you're kinda describing every dog ever....that's why we love 'em so. Recent research has shown that dogs have been human companions for 35,000 years. They've had a long time to figure us out.
You know who ELSE had a German shepherd...
Jamie Sommers..?
My dog loves going after rabbits, but she's a very deliberate and calculated stalker when she does. By the time she gets close enough for the rabbit to bolt, I'm prepared for it.
Nothing like dog stories-farting or otherwise-to reveal a nasty vile little snark mob as nothing but a bunch of big-hearted softies. My own bff is an Airedale named Molly. Noble girl. If I posted one pic, I'd never stop.
John Reese in Person of Interest?