Theres an old man who walks up and down the highway with a dog.He is not very well kept, nor is his dog. It is a big dog that goes up to his waist!He doesn't keep him on a leash ei... moreTheres an old man who walks up and down the highway with a dog.He is not very well kept, nor is his dog. It is a big dog that goes up to his waist!He doesn't keep him on a leash either. The old man and the dog walk on the side of the highway at least three times a week. There is no shoulder on the side of the road, and the speed limit is 65 miles per hour. I don't know where he's going or if he's coming from somewhere. The thing is that every time I see him, I wonder about the same thing, how did he get that big dog?In my case, I was just at the right place for the dogs, at the wrong time for me. So feeling sorry got the best of me.How bout you? less
My dog can play a rubber ball bicycle horn but he only knows one song (Three Blind Mice). When he finishes the song I get him to start singing (wolf howling) it's pretty ... moreMy dog can play a rubber ball bicycle horn but he only knows one song (Three Blind Mice). When he finishes the song I get him to start singing (wolf howling) it's pretty funny. Next I want to teach him to pick up a mike and drop it after he finishes his song. Cheers and happy weekend!
I seem to have a knack for finding a cat or dogs sweet spot and if they are in need of a pat or ear scratch they know I'm the guy that can satisfy them. Cheers!
Our cat and dog get along like they were a sister and brother from another mother. Once our dog even turned on his dog buddy when the dog attract his sister and the cat s... moreOur cat and dog get along like they were a sister and brother from another mother. Once our dog even turned on his dog buddy when the dog attract his sister and the cat seemed to appreciate/respect her big brother for sticking up for her. Cheers!
Last month I visited friends in Iowa, and came down with food poisoning...well you know what THAT's like, up and down all night...Then I heard a scrabbling from inside my friend's ... moreLast month I visited friends in Iowa, and came down with food poisoning...well you know what THAT's like, up and down all night...Then I heard a scrabbling from inside my friend's bedroom, and her 17-year-old dog, Missy, appears...how she got the bedroom door open, we will never know...Well aged old Missy of unknown pedigree is more withdrawn and introverted now - but she stayed by me all that night. Well, Missy has always been a natural therapy dog; when Ruth was director of the local women's shelter, Missy would go unerringly to the woman in greatest physical or emotional distress, and just stay close.Then when Ruth got up in the morning, she was frantic; where was this precious old dog, could not find her anywhere! "Ruth, come in my room a minute..."* * *The next night Missy came in at bedtime, looking me over and sniffing...I must have passed muster, because Missy never stayed with me again, before or after that night I was S"O"O"O sick. less
