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Darby porn.

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The whole posse.
Left to right.
My son, Ryar, Phoenix the cat, Murphy, Osi (named after Osi Umenyiora) and Matilda. Great pets!!

Wow. If I were a kid I would definitely want to live at your house.
 
My daughter dropped by the house to check on the dogs and this is what she posts on Facebook with me tagged. Lucy apparently doesn't like buzzards on the roof and decided to chase them off.

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Hey! Did anybody catch the video of me punching the kangaroo to rescue my dog?

Good job there. Looks like the Roo was just hugging the dog, and the dog didn't seem too stressed at that.
Now, would you punch a really big roo? They can kick too. .
How about UFC matches: man vs. Roo?
 
DSC01551.JPG Day one with miniature dachshund CoCo 12-22-2009. They all had to have a hand on her.
IMG_1584-001.JPGNow her best buddy Chrish playing out in last year's big snow.

This year she did not make the Christmas card selection so far...oh, well. Good little watchdog that acts like she will rip you to shreds if she doesn't recognize you, which for me is EVERY DAY I RETURN FROM WORK.:confused:
 
Hey goldendoodle, I think that's the breed Donald Trump just got for public relations, opps I mean as a companion to his family.

I can tell stories lots worse than drinking out of the toilet. A lot of dogs like to eat your poo when you are out hiking. Even if you put rocks on it and bury it, they'll smell it out, dig it up, eat it, and then almost always they'll come and try and lick you all over the face. Once I couldn't find any rocks to bury my poo in an area I hike quite often so I got a forked stick and lifted my poo up onto a branch where the dogs couldn't get it. It backfired, somehow on the way back I randomly brushed the exact branch and the poo fell on me. Champs, my Jack Russell terrier likes to pee on backpacks also, other peoples. Once we were hiking and a guy was resting his head on his backpack with his legs up on a fallen log. Champs ran up and peed on the edge of his backpack. Another time we had hiked a long ways to a mountian lake and just as we got there I let him off the leash to cross a stream and he immediately ran over to a tent that some real big guys were just putting up and peed on the corner. A guy was in the tent arranging stuff so I didn't even wait around for them to discover the pee. I called Champs and the rest of the dogs and RAN downhill until we were a few miles away. I could hear the guy yell out "What the F***" when we were maybe 50 yards away and he discovered the pee but I figured he wouldn't chase us too far since he would have to go back uphill to return to his tent.
 
Hey goldendoodle, I think that's the breed Donald Trump just got for public relations, opps I mean as a companion to his family.

I can tell stories lots worse than drinking out of the toilet. A lot of dogs like to eat your poo when you are out hiking. Even if you put rocks on it and bury it, they'll smell it out, dig it up, eat it, and then almost always they'll come and try and lick you all over the face. Once I couldn't find any rocks to bury my poo in an area I hike quite often so I got a forked stick and lifted my poo up onto a branch where the dogs couldn't get it. It backfired, somehow on the way back I randomly brushed the exact branch and the poo fell on me. Champs, my Jack Russell terrier likes to pee on backpacks also, other peoples. Once we were hiking and a guy was resting his head on his backpack with his legs up on a fallen log. Champs ran up and peed on the edge of his backpack. Another time we had hiked a long ways to a mountian lake and just as we got there I let him off the leash to cross a stream and he immediately ran over to a tent that some real big guys were just putting up and peed on the corner. A guy was in the tent arranging stuff so I didn't even wait around for them to discover the pee. I called Champs and the rest of the dogs and RAN downhill until we were a few miles away. I could hear the guy yell out "What the F***" when we were maybe 50 yards away and he discovered the pee but I figured he wouldn't chase us too far since he would have to go back uphill to return to his tent.
Thanks for the laughs! I've been grumpy all day.
Darby likes to back up and poo ON a bush. The bare ground isn't good enough for him. But the dogs are great at cleaning the cat boxes.....
 
Hey goldendoodle, I think that's the breed Donald Trump just got for public relations, opps I mean as a companion to his family.

I can tell stories lots worse than drinking out of the toilet. A lot of dogs like to eat your poo when you are out hiking. Even if you put rocks on it and bury it, they'll smell it out, dig it up, eat it, and then almost always they'll come and try and lick you all over the face. Once I couldn't find any rocks to bury my poo in an area I hike quite often so I got a forked stick and lifted my poo up onto a branch where the dogs couldn't get it. It backfired, somehow on the way back I randomly brushed the exact branch and the poo fell on me. Champs, my Jack Russell terrier likes to pee on backpacks also, other peoples. Once we were hiking and a guy was resting his head on his backpack with his legs up on a fallen log. Champs ran up and peed on the edge of his backpack. Another time we had hiked a long ways to a mountian lake and just as we got there I let him off the leash to cross a stream and he immediately ran over to a tent that some real big guys were just putting up and peed on the corner. A guy was in the tent arranging stuff so I didn't even wait around for them to discover the pee. I called Champs and the rest of the dogs and RAN downhill until we were a few miles away. I could hear the guy yell out "What the F***" when we were maybe 50 yards away and he discovered the pee but I figured he wouldn't chase us too far since he would have to go back uphill to return to his tent.
Hey, that was my tent!
 
Thanks for the laughs! I've been grumpy all day.
Darby likes to back up and poo ON a bush. The bare ground isn't good enough for him. But the dogs are great at cleaning the cat boxes.....
My daughter penned a comic strip called "Kitty Comics" when she was 8. I remember one- the cat said, "What do you think of my litterbox". The dog said, "It needs salt". Pretty funny from an 8 year old.
 
My daughter penned a comic strip called "Kitty Comics" when she was 8. I remember one- the cat said, "What do you think of my litterbox". The dog said, "It needs salt". Pretty funny from an 8 year old.
Now that's funny.
 
Lost my cat of 12 years yesterday. Sad. Diabetes caught up to her. She spent a lot of time on my lap at the computer. Pet mortality sucks.

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Lost my cat of 12 years yesterday. Sad. Diabetes caught up to her. She spent a lot of time on my lap at the computer. Pet mortality sucks.

Sorry for your loss. Our last beagle acquired kidney disease at age 6. She went downhill over the next 18 months. She was never in any acute pain so we pretty much did like home hospice. It was as heartbreaking as losing any loved one.
 
Sorry for your loss. Our last beagle acquired kidney disease at age 6. She went downhill over the next 18 months. She was never in any acute pain so we pretty much did like home hospice. It was as heartbreaking as losing any loved one.
I hate the idea of my dog dying. That is why I am home to give him his insulin every 12 hours. I gave him the maximum safe dosage. Canine endocrinology books say a dog his size normally produce 4.6 units of insulin in a day. I give him 2.1 units BID. I give him the exact amount of food every meal too.
 
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I hate the idea of my dog dying. That is why I am home to give him his insulin every 12 hours. I gave him the maximum safe dosage. Canine endocrinology books say a dog his size normally produce 4.6 units of insulin in a day. I give him 2.1 units BID. I give him the exact amount of food every meal too.

I presume you have him on a diet and exercise regimen if possible in his health.
 
I presume you have him on a diet and exercise regimen if possible in his health.
He was not over weight. He got pancreatitis and that damaged his beta cells and kicked him into type 1 diabetes. It also damaged my bank account.

He is still very active and likes playing. Right now he is in the chair laying beside me.
 
It also damaged my bank account.

Got it. We took our pooch to a canine cardiologist. It was worth a shot. They helped her out a couple of times, but eventually she lost the battle to kidney failure.
 
Got it. We took our pooch to a canine cardiologist. It was worth a shot. They helped her out a couple of times, but eventually she lost the battle to kidney failure.
I am scared of diabetic complications, so I walk the tightrope with hypoglycemia.
 
He was not over weight. He got pancreatitis and that damaged his beta cells and kicked him into type 1 diabetes. It also damaged my bank account.

He is still very active and likes playing. Right now he is in the chair laying beside me.
I spent $6,000 on my cat when she was initially diagnosed. She needed a blood transfusion, etc. Had no idea her lethargy was a diabetic crisis. But that was about 5 years ago and she did okay. But, damage was done.
 
I am scared of diabetic complications, so I walk the tightrope with hypoglycemia.
I was giving my cat 2.5u bid. Lantus. Expensive. About $275/bottle.
 
I was giving my cat 2.5u bid. Lantus. Expensive. About $275/bottle.
Here you go, subsidized by your neighbors from the north:
https://www.canadianinsulin.com/buy_lantus_vials/

Lantus (Insulin Glargine) 100IU/ML
QTY BRAND TYPE PRICE COST PER UNIT
1 Insulin Lantus (Insulin Glargine) 100IU/ML $141.00 $141.00
2 Insulin Lantus (Insulin Glargine) 100IU/ML $209.16 $104.58
3 Insulin Lantus (Insulin Glargine) 100IU/ML $298.02 $99.34

Now Craig, you can get out there and golf a bit more and Lloyd can buy some amniotic membranes to give away....thank you JB, etal.(now Lloyd will not do it)
 
My cute best friend "Icky",.... after drinking a beer with me.

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Kidding. Just joshin' ya'll.
 
I'll bite! :eek:

Our dog and cat have free access to the forest in the backyard. A pet door. One day, Daisy Mae, the Goldendoodle, brings into the house a big stick (oak tree branch)earlier that day.

So when I noticed that, said to her: "That's an outdoor toy." That usually elicits an "ok, I'll bring it outside." Not this time. She picks it up and drops it at my feet. "No, Daisy, bring the stick outside," and I help her by pointing to the pet door." She picks it up and drops it at my feet. "No, Daisy, that's an outside toy" and I bring her to pet door, stick in mouth. We get to the door and she drops it my feet.

The next step is for me to take the stick, push it through the pet door. and demonstrate how it's done. But no can do. The door is stuck, blocked from opening from the outside. Apparently she knew that all along and didn't tell me. Who's the dummy here?

She is uncanny smart. She has a toy box with a blue ball, bone-shaped cotton/wooly squishy toy and a red Kong ball with ribbons. I can ask for: the blue ball, squishy, or red toy and she will fetch the correct item. So one day I ask her to bring to me the red toy. She brings the blue ball, I ask again. She brings squishy. I ask again. She barks. The red toy is nowhere to be found. Turns out it's in the bedroom behind closed doors. She tried.

She is outside and off leash, sitting patiently waiting for me. I look at her, ask her to "come here" and she starts to walk over, stops, sits down and looks across the street. I ask again. She ignores me, again looking across the street. Her boyfriend, Ollie, lives at the house across the street, but he's not there. I'm getting annoyed and ask her more sternly to come to me. She takes three steps, looks me right in the eye and then bolts across the street, to meet Ollie who has just been let out of the house. She knew.

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daisy mae, unclipped version. needs a haircut. every two weeks.
 
OH.....we have a family of skunks (not to mention other critters) in the backyard. Daisy gets along with them just fine. She like to follow then about 10 feet behind. Skunk stops, turns around to check on her, then resumes his/her journey. Daisy follows. This goes on until Daisy gets bored. Once in a while Daisy gets too close. Skunk raises tail. Daisy lies down. Skunk continues on. Never got sprayed, but e have "skunk off!" just in case.