Have you ever had a dog? :rolleyes:

Our beagle mix has the best life, but she is always looking to run out of the house and explorer her surroundings.

Spoken (written) by someone who's never had a dog. Or certainly sounds that way, at least. (You know to which comment I'm referring.)

Todd, if you're looking for a bunch of Pelicans to crack some skullz in da Valley with you this weekend, just ask. We're pretty fearsome on the internet, at least.

naw, no head crackin'. Probably no more developments until Monday when the contractor/workers are back on the site. The ex really needs to call the cops and at least file a report, then see where it goes from there.

Exactly what is she waiting for?

Every day that goes by reduces the chance of a positive outcome.

Not my table - she's my ex. I'm just trying to help out but it's her call to make, not mine.

What a flaming ass hole.

Hey, how'd you get that through Wayne's censors?

Let me try it: *******.

edit: ah, the magic space in the middle

I deserve it. However, by no means, will I let my dog, or yours, encounter potential snatchers. Todd's ex brought this on herself. Put the dog inside if you can't maintain your **** yourself, or if maintenance is due when done by contractors.

Mine's in heat, (chocolate lab, 7 years old) it's day 1, 13 to clear.

Dude, you're crazy. My dog has never been on a leash and goes with me everywhere.
Good life? I would hope so. That being said: Nicki likes to go on walk-about and when she does, she visits the neighbors Pits, walks through a couple of nurseries and then she comes home. If someone offers her a treat, she'll be their best friend.
She loves people and if anyone wanted to steal her, she would go with them and I would be in the same position as nostatic.


15 years ago (when I was a little more aggressive) a neighbor stole my wife's favorite cat, "Boo". After almost a year she saw him in their window. My thought was "if he didn't come home after a year, maybe he's happier?"
The third time my wife came home crying after seeing her cat, I knocked on the neighbors door to ask for the cat back. The neighbor say "NO" and I proceeded to enter his home to get the cat. He called the police and I ended up having to talk really fast. In the end, I didn't go to jail, my wife stopped crying and to this day, the wife is gone but Boo is still with me.
I don't know if my actions were right or wrong but either way I was willing to face the consequences of my actions.
I recently put my hand in a pit bulls mouth to get him back. Boo's ok but maybe I need therapy?

There is a huge difference between the way that a dog acts when you are home with it and when you are gone. You should know this. Both of my last 2 dogs, (German Shepards), would sit in the yard all day long w/o being tied-up if I was home. If I was not home, they had a desire to go looking for me. Especially the first one. My best friend, ( a major dog person), once said that he doesn't respect any dog who has no desire to see the world. :D

That said, I agree that it sounds like she was really negligent in trusting some contractor's workers to pay a lot of attention to her small dogs' well-being and safety. That's completely unrealistic. I would never leave my dog(s) unattended when some stranger was coming in the house.

Here's an old picture of my white GSD, Monster, sitting at the edge of the driveway in Laurel Canyon back in the '90s. He would sit there all day, 2 feet away from cars whizzing by, if I was home. If I left him home for any period of time, he was the biggest escape artist dog who ever lived. Crazy stories that you'd find semi-incredible.

I really miss him, he was a *Hall-of-Fame* dog. :(
http://forums.pelicanparts.com/uploa...1289755782.jpg

Oh yeah, he got stolen once as well. (As a puppy). This thread is really bringing back memories, good and bad.

Someone let him out when I wasn't home by mistake, (a roommate at the time), I lived on a busy street then and had taught him not to go in the street. He was a genius dog, I schit you not. My theory is that he was sitting on the curb outside of the house, (or maybe wandering around), this was in Beverly Glen canyon for those who know L.A. Lots of fast-moving traffic going to and from the valley.

Someone snatched him and he was gone for a couple weeks. He somehow wound-up in the county shelter, (dog pound), in East L.A. He definitely did not walk there from Beverly Glen. I put up posters and put an ad in the paper with a large reward, (this was pre-internet), I was broke as a spoke but I had a bullet or two and I was getting my ****ing dog back. I got some charming prank calls about my "dead dog" but also amazing ones offering everything from the assistance of the HA motorcycle club to volunteers searching shelters, etc...

Here's a pic of the friendly puppy at home in BG canyon, he would get in any car with anyone all his life. He loved cars and traveling. :cool:
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I do, some don't. Mine was a product of two labs hauling a$$, during the middle of night, in the middle of nowhere. I was furious when I got the call that the mother dog was loose and may be found on I-10. I let my brother have it, it was his fault she got loose. I can't say that I've learned enough raising her, or mine, given the past trials and tribulations, including tripping over grass.

There is no excuse in the world that would convince me that Todd's ex is not at total fault.

The dog should have been in the house.

i used t know this dirt bag guitarist who hung around the bourgeoise pig. i'll call him mat. because that's his real name. he'd gone to some house party in long beach that night before. and was disappointed over being cock blocked by some guy. so he stole their dog. i can remember the confused look on the poor old dachshund's face as mat showed it off like a trophy. i took him aside and explained what happens to dog nappers in prison. and pointed out tht if i didn't drop a time on him, any one of the twenty other people in the bar would.
he eventually got a friend to leave it tied to the owner's mailbox at midnight.


the police in l.a. REALLY DON"T CARE. have you considered a private detective? if you can prove that the dog is in the guys possession, you might get them of their asses.

Yeah, but it may still be smart to check Craigslist. ...for dog flippers (not to be confused with dolphin flippers)

During the filming of Beverly Hills Chihuahua our star dog got stolen in Mexico while being walked outside between takes. A van drove up, guy got out, knocked the walker (girl) to the ground and took off with the dog. IIRC, we paid $10K to get it back. True story.

Ninjas... this calls for ninjas!!!!!

That is a nice looking dog you had speeder.

I had a genus cat, fozzy... had a bad habit of sleeping in peoples cars... one day he disappeared.

I went to the pound a couple times and checked the cat cages... no go... my mom and neighbors checked the pound too (he was that loved by the neighbors)

One day my neighbor comes to me and says fozz is at the pound, I tell them I just checked there... "no, he is not in the pound... he is at the pound... walking around free."

My mom went by to pick him up and they said no "the owner has to come get him"

I go down there and they tell me he was sitting on the doorstep when they got to work one morning (I am guessing he feel asleep in someones car and they drove off with him then dumped him at the animal shelter) they had adopted him, named him zeke, and set him up with his own locker.

They let me take him home.

Well, you can close the book on this caper. Evidently the new owner got tired of buying dog food or something. His "cousin" called the ex to say that he had the dog and wanted to give it back. Of course mentioned all the money he'd spent on food, etc. Also had some story about his bulldog dying and so he understood dog owners, that's why he told his cousin to give it back, blah blah. blah. At any rate, she called me when I was at my last gig of the day, so I headed over to her place. Timed it just as they got to west LA. I had to hit the ATM as she mentioned the $400 reward and didn't have enough cash. Met them at the local Ralph's parking lot. Sure enough, was the right don. Looked thinner and somewhat subdued, but otherwise fine. The guy actually was reasonably friendly but whatever. We got the dog, I gave them the cash, and took the ex and the dog home.

So there'll be a party down in Crenshaw tonight. The dog ate a huge bowl of food then started playing with the other dog like nothing had happened. Animals...

When I left I asked her if the gates were closed.

GOOD deal, I was getting pisxxd reading this, glad u got the dog back!

So, she offered a $400 reward for a dog where she knew it was stolen and where it was?