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Hahahahaha!

She was a great little dog. We lived on a suburban street in the Bethany area - and her goal in life was to bark at every car that passed on the street from both sides of the house - so she ran at full speed back and forth to achieve that goal. Given that it was in Portland and the yard was usually damp - she basically made a path in the grass that got deeper and deeper. After 2 years, you would just see the tip of the tail moving back and forth there - and I had to refill it, put grass patches and the process restarted.

I still have a framed google maps shot of our neighborhood where you can see the semi-circle path she carved into the ground. That dog's work was seen from space.
 
She was a great little dog. We lived on a suburban street in the Bethany area - and her goal in life was to bark at every car that passed on the street from both sides of the house - so she ran at full speed back and forth to achieve that goal. Given that it was in Portland and the yard was usually damp - she basically made a path in the grass that got deeper and deeper. After 2 years, you would just see the tip of the tail moving back and forth there - and I had to refill it, put grass patches and the process restarted.

I still have a framed google maps shot of our neighborhood where you can see the semi-circle path she carved into the ground. That dog's work was seen from space.

That's hilarious.
 
Barking Bad.

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In 1995 I had a mutt puppy, big girl, shepherd/malamute/chow/lab mix. When she was about 1 year old she jumped out of our car while pulling into the driveway and ran head first into the side of a parked panel van, denting it pretty badly. She did a couple quick circles and then jumped back in through our car window. We left immediately so we wouldnt have to fess up to the dented van.

That incident still brings me laughs, as well as shame (for not leaving a note).
 
She was a great little dog. We lived on a suburban street in the Bethany area - and her goal in life was to bark at every car that passed on the street from both sides of the house - so she ran at full speed back and forth to achieve that goal. Given that it was in Portland and the yard was usually damp - she basically made a path in the grass that got deeper and deeper. After 2 years, you would just see the tip of the tail moving back and forth there - and I had to refill it, put grass patches and the process restarted.

I still have a framed google maps shot of our neighborhood where you can see the semi-circle path she carved into the ground. That dog's work was seen from space.
Boy does that bring back memories. In our last house we had a big yard and a very high energy little smooth haired fox terrier. To burn off steam she would run a figure eight pattern from one corner of the back yard, up the side yard and then back to the corner, rinse and repeat until she could barely walk. I’d buy the patch kits at Home Depot and then stake and tape off the race track until it was “healed”. As soon as the grass took and the barriers were removed she’d start all over again. It really hung her up when we moved to a house with a tiny yard.......
 


I love how it starts out saying dogs are mans best friend and the first scene is a dog with a female. Lol

Which brings me to my galagher moment.

Why do they say woman comes from man when man comes from woman and male comes from female????
 
My favorite dog joke:

A lost dog strays into a jungle. A lion sees this from a distance and says with caution, “This guy looks edible, i’ve never seen his kind before.”

So the lion starts rushing towards the dog with menace. The dog notices and starts to panic, but as he’s about to run, he sees some bones next to him and gets an idea. He says loudly, “Mmm…that was some good lion meat!”

The lion abruptly stops and says, “Woah! This guy seems tougher then he looks, I better leave while I can.” Over by the tree top, a monkey witnessed everything. Evidently, the monkey realizes the he can benefit from this situation by telling the lion and getting something in return. So the monkey proceeds to tell the lion what really happened. The lion says angrily, “Get on my back, we’ll get him together.” And they start rushing back to the dog.

The dog sees them and realized what happened, starting to panic even more. He then gets another idea and shouts,

“Where the hell is that monkey! I told him to bring me another lion an hour ago…”
 
I rescued a rat terrier back in the summer of 08. I was at a school nearby shooting around and saw a guy walk up with her put her down and walked off. She came up to me, so I picked her up and walked around the surrounding neighborhood to see if anyone had a missing dog. Put a notice in the paper. No response. So I brought her home.

Last week she was diagnosed with Cushing's disease. Her meds seemed to have been working. However, today is day #2 of her not eating. I may have to make that decision soon.

The worst part of owning a pet.
 
I rescued a rat terrier back in the summer of 08. I was at a school nearby shooting around and saw a guy walk up with her put her down and walked off. She came up to me, so I picked her up and walked around the surrounding neighborhood to see if anyone had a missing dog. Put a notice in the paper. No response. So I brought her home.

Last week she was diagnosed with Cushing's disease. Her meds seemed to have been working. However, today is day #2 of her not eating. I may have to make that decision soon.

The worst part of owning a pet.


Sorry to hear that man. No doubt, the worst thing about caring for pets - when can no longer provide for them. Hope she gets better soon.
 
I rescued a rat terrier back in the summer of 08. I was at a school nearby shooting around and saw a guy walk up with her put her down and walked off. She came up to me, so I picked her up and walked around the surrounding neighborhood to see if anyone had a missing dog. Put a notice in the paper. No response. So I brought her home.

Last week she was diagnosed with Cushing's disease. Her meds seemed to have been working. However, today is day #2 of her not eating. I may have to make that decision soon.

The worst part of owning a pet.

I feel for you dude. You just have to keep reminding yourself what's best for her.
 
I rescued a rat terrier back in the summer of 08. I was at a school nearby shooting around and saw a guy walk up with her put her down and walked off. She came up to me, so I picked her up and walked around the surrounding neighborhood to see if anyone had a missing dog. Put a notice in the paper. No response. So I brought her home.

Last week she was diagnosed with Cushing's disease. Her meds seemed to have been working. However, today is day #2 of her not eating. I may have to make that decision soon.

The worst part of owning a pet.

It's not that expensive to have the vet come to your home if you decide to send your dog to the big dog park in the sky. It's far better than taking your dog to the vet and have their last moment being in a place they don't want to be.
 
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