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[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UyXzwtIlZyg]Puppy Love - Donny Osmond - YouTube[/ame]
Snow day!!
Where are the Oreos? This thread needs Oreos....trust me...
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Awww! BOOTIES!!! Your white dog looks just like my Charlie. Gosh, I miss him. Charlie and Chooch and FattyCat. That was the other pack. They all died within 6 months of each other. When chooch died...fatty did too..then charlie was last. 
. It was a bad time for all of us. They mourned until they finally just flat out went where Chooch went.
Sad story. This is supposed to be a good upbeat thread so I will counter it with what happened after all were gone. Hubby and I were alone. Except for Pretties, the cat. But we had no dogs. OMG..me, with NO DOGS. I was miserable. I was depressed. I was lonely. But here comes the good part. A few days before xmas years ago when all this went down, a stray dog showed up in the front yard of the apartment complex I was manager of. It was like a miniature collie. Busy street, no owner, no collar. It was just in the front of my apartment, sitting there. So I invited it in, gave it some food and then drove around putting up flyers about a found lost dog. Nobody called. On christmas day, we had our meal, opened our meager presents (we were not in the mood for xmas, that's for sure), gave the guest dog its stuffed toy and bag of snausages. Went to bed. The day after xmas, I went downstairs to feed the dog (we kept it in the house with us...with the slider door cracked so it could go potty when needed)...and it was gone. Gate still padlocked. Fence was 6 feet tall, no gaps, no holes. It was just...gone.
To this day..I think Someone sent that dog to be with us on a day we missed our own furkids.
. It was a bad time for all of us. They mourned until they finally just flat out went where Chooch went. Sad story. This is supposed to be a good upbeat thread so I will counter it with what happened after all were gone. Hubby and I were alone. Except for Pretties, the cat. But we had no dogs. OMG..me, with NO DOGS. I was miserable. I was depressed. I was lonely. But here comes the good part. A few days before xmas years ago when all this went down, a stray dog showed up in the front yard of the apartment complex I was manager of. It was like a miniature collie. Busy street, no owner, no collar. It was just in the front of my apartment, sitting there. So I invited it in, gave it some food and then drove around putting up flyers about a found lost dog. Nobody called. On christmas day, we had our meal, opened our meager presents (we were not in the mood for xmas, that's for sure), gave the guest dog its stuffed toy and bag of snausages. Went to bed. The day after xmas, I went downstairs to feed the dog (we kept it in the house with us...with the slider door cracked so it could go potty when needed)...and it was gone. Gate still padlocked. Fence was 6 feet tall, no gaps, no holes. It was just...gone.
To this day..I think Someone sent that dog to be with us on a day we missed our own furkids.
Here....
Where are the Oreos? This thread needs Oreos....trust me...
I never would have thought that, until you said something...
Now I'm Jonesin'!
Awwwww... that is the sweetest story!Awww! BOOTIES!!! Your white dog looks just like my Charlie. Gosh, I miss him. Charlie and Chooch and FattyCat. That was the other pack. They all died within 6 months of each other. When chooch died...fatty did too..then charlie was last.
Sad story. This is supposed to be a good upbeat thread so I will counter it with what happened after all were gone. Hubby and I were alone. Except for Pretties, the cat. But we had no dogs. OMG..me, with NO DOGS. I was miserable. I was depressed. I was lonely. But here comes the good part. A few days before xmas years ago when all this went down, a stray dog showed up in the front yard of the apartment complex I was manager of. It was like a miniature collie. Busy street, no owner, no collar. It was just in the front of my apartment, sitting there. So I invited it in, gave it some food and then drove around putting up flyers about a found lost dog. Nobody called. On christmas day, we had our meal, opened our meager presents (we were not in the mood for xmas, that's for sure), gave the guest dog its stuffed toy and bag of snausages. Went to bed. The day after xmas, I went downstairs to feed the dog (we kept it in the house with us...with the slider door cracked so it could go potty when needed)...and it was gone. Gate still padlocked. Fence was 6 feet tall, no gaps, no holes. It was just...gone.
To this day..I think Someone sent that dog to be with us on a day we missed our own furkids.
That's Kea in the boots. Her feet would get sore and red hiking in the snow, but we all loved spending time in the mountains. Cue the Internet and "Mutt-Luks" - Snow Boots For Dogs!
I just LOVE living in the 21st Century.
nothing like watching christians get ready for their high holy days .......
Oh man ... Just got done making the bed, grabbed my coffee, came in here and saw this cute stuff.
I'm so happy right now.
Awww! BOOTIES!!! Your white dog looks just like my Charlie. Gosh, I miss him. Charlie and Chooch and FattyCat. That was the other pack. They all died within 6 months of each other. When chooch died...fatty did too..then charlie was last.
Sad story. This is supposed to be a good upbeat thread so I will counter it with what happened after all were gone. Hubby and I were alone. Except for Pretties, the cat. But we had no dogs. OMG..me, with NO DOGS. I was miserable. I was depressed. I was lonely. But here comes the good part. A few days before xmas years ago when all this went down, a stray dog showed up in the front yard of the apartment complex I was manager of. It was like a miniature collie. Busy street, no owner, no collar. It was just in the front of my apartment, sitting there. So I invited it in, gave it some food and then drove around putting up flyers about a found lost dog. Nobody called. On christmas day, we had our meal, opened our meager presents (we were not in the mood for xmas, that's for sure), gave the guest dog its stuffed toy and bag of snausages. Went to bed. The day after xmas, I went downstairs to feed the dog (we kept it in the house with us...with the slider door cracked so it could go potty when needed)...and it was gone. Gate still padlocked. Fence was 6 feet tall, no gaps, no holes. It was just...gone.
To this day..I think Someone sent that dog to be with us on a day we missed our own furkids.
Awww. The Christmas dog.
Here....
I'm going to the store in awhile, I'll pick some up for everybody.
Love this.
After the buzz and good feeling is gone you still have the same old shit.
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