The DOG thread

[sammyg2]

Awwww, Alaskan Malamute. 1 year old, 81 pounds at OC animal shelter. Named Bear.




County of Orange - OC Animal Care

[Baz]

Originally Posted by sammyg2

Re: the story below, I don't know many of the details, I don't know what their issue was with their dog, there might be a perfectly good explanation.

But on the surface, it just pisses me off to no end!




Heartless family leaves escaped dog at shelter, adopts new pup | Fox News

The thing is in these situations....it will get on the news....many times nationally.....and Zuzu will end up in a home MUCH better than his previous one.

Zuzu gets the last woof.

The turd humans get outed publicly.

Win-win....

[sammyg2]

Another cutie

[Baz]

[sammyg2]

Originally Posted by Baz

The thing is in these situations....it will get on the news....many times nationally.....and Zuzu will end up in a home MUCH better than his previous one.

Zuzu gets the last woof.

The turd humans get outed publicly.

Win-win....

As it turns out ....... the family did not want zuzu back because their other dog (zuzu's dad) recently passed away and ever since then Zuzu cried and wasn't as happy or fun so they decided to replace him.




No I will not do that, get out of my head and stop telling me to do those bad things to those people. Leave me alone I said, no i can't do it get out of my head ...... .arrrrhhghhhh!

[patz]

Zuzu would have gotten over it eventually. The parents have no patience.

[sammyg2]

Originally Posted by patz

Zuzu would have gotten over it eventually. The parents have no patience.

I'm thinking an extra pat on the head, a scratch behind the ears, a few more minutes a day of playing would have gone a long way to make her happy again.

But it looks like she'll be better off.


Maybe the old owners will get a pit bull they can chain up in the back yard and ignore!

[masraum]

I can finally see the last page!! Granted, there aren't any dogs on it.

Sounds to me like ZuZu needed more attention. Hopefully, she'll be better off someplace else.

Years ago, a family with a young 12-14 yo daughter and maybe a younger brother got a young German Shepherd. It used to "escape" their fenced in back yard (decent sized back yard). I think they lived about 4-5 houses down the street. I remember being outside and hearing the father yelling something like "get back here you damn dog, blah, blah blah." I was thinking "Yeah bud (talking to the dog), I'd want to leave too." I remember another time, we had the front and back doors of the house propped open because we were carrying stuff through the house to the back yard, and we were in the kitchen when that dog came trotting into the kitchen happy as can be, tail wagging. Cute, very sweet thing. Another time, I'm in the driveway working on something and I hear the the young daughter yelling "get back here you stupid dog." The dog ran straight up to me and sat down. I'm sure this was just me, but I swear he had this look, like "please let me stay here. Don't make me go back." It also made me think which one of you is stupid, the dog, or the people that can't hold onto their dog. I'd have loved to have kept the dog.

[jlj]

Our three bullmastiffs gunner, butch and bo.

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[Luccia at Pelican Parts]

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[syncroid]

Sleeping Jackal.

[Craig T]

Originally Posted by jlj

Awesome! I'm speechless. ...from a longtime mastiff owner.

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[Geary]

No doggie pic, but I've got a Zuzu story for you. Many years ago, living on Maui, my girlfriend and I were driving down the back road from 2,000 ft elevation (Kula Glen) to Kahului town 15 miles away. Less than a quarter mile from our house, we saw a large black lab mix slowly walking up the hill. The dog looked like many others we'd see cruising rural Maui, and we didn't think much of it.

The next morning, we wake up to find the very same dog laying by our front door. We lived down a 400-ft driveway (flag lot), hidden from the main road. In fact, unless you knew our house, you wouldn't know anyone lived back there. It was an older dog, dead tired and she couldn't walk. In fact, she didn't take more than a dozen steps over the next couple days. No ID, so we of course adopted her. (I make it a rule to adopt any animal that adopts me.)

Three weeks later, one of my surf buddies comes by our house, and we're shocked when he says, “My dog!” It dawned on me that of course .. the dog looked familiar because I'd seen her a number of times before. I'd actually known her mother, owned by another friend, who always marveled at how her great watch dog Maya barked like crazy at virtually every visitor, except me. Maya had a litter of pups and Maile was one of five that all looked similar.

Anyhow, here we were .. Maile wagged her tail at her owner, and he graciously said, “Let's let Maile choose”. Would Maile jump in Glenn's truck, or not? Maile chose to stay. We were pretty happy about that, but we were still astounded that this dog would walk approximately 18 miles, from the opposite side of the valley (Waikapu) between Maui's two mountain ranges, through the cane field roads, specifically to our house. Had she ever been there in the back of Glenn's truck? We couldn't remember. I do remember what Glenn said to me before he drove away .. “Yeah, Morley (his wife) sometimes beats her, so I can see why she ran away.”

Maile lived out her remaining couple years with us before age caught up, and she could no longer walk. It was one of the saddest days of my life when I had to carry this 80-pound dog into the vet's office. The vet was an incredible human being, and after he'd administered “the shot” he came out and said, “You can come in now, if you want.” He let me spend Maile's last few minutes with her head cradled in my arms. The doctor assumed I'd want to leave her there, but I said, “No, I'll take her home to be with us.” The doctor refused payment.

Maile had been one of the sweetest dogs I'd ever known. Not a vicious bone in her body. We buried her beneath the Pride of India tree, one of her favorite shade spots. Over the years, we buried a few favorite friends around the property, as we had a 2.5 acre place with feral cats who often would become semi-domesticated. And I'd also buried Kea, my tiny white poi dog who'd been poisoned by some scum.

Fast forward 3 or so years .. Some odd things happened between me and my old friend, Glenn. It turns out he wasn't the man we had thought he was. The truth was that it was HE who beat his dog .. and he beat his wife, too. (I bailed him out of jail, where he'd been tossed overnight for domestic abuse.) This low life had actually stooped to blaming his wife for abusing Maile. Everything we “knew” about him had been a facade. He'd had everyone snowed. And he still does to this day. Except me. I know the true Glenn.

[scottmandue]

Originally Posted by masraum

Years ago, a family with a young 12-14 yo daughter and maybe a younger brother got a young German Shepherd. It used to "escape" their fenced in back yard (decent sized back yard). I think they lived about 4-5 houses down the street. I remember being outside and hearing the father yelling something like "get back here you damn dog, blah, blah blah." I was thinking "Yeah bud (talking to the dog), I'd want to leave too." I remember another time, we had the front and back doors of the house propped open because we were carrying stuff through the house to the back yard, and we were in the kitchen when that dog came trotting into the kitchen happy as can be, tail wagging. Cute, very sweet thing. Another time, I'm in the driveway working on something and I hear the the young daughter yelling "get back here you stupid dog." The dog ran straight up to me and sat down. I'm sure this was just me, but I swear he had this look, like "please let me stay here. Don't make me go back." It also made me think which one of you is stupid, the dog, or the people that can't hold onto their dog. I'd have loved to have kept the dog.

Our well meaning neighbors (young couple) bought a nice house, had a baby, and got a dog (black lab I think) and a cat.

Unfortunately the poor dog was mostly ignored and left in the back yard where it barked and scratched at the back door for hours.

Don't know if it was the dog or the toddler or both but the cat was "no farking way" and moved into our yard.
I was "no farking way are we getting another cat!" (we have three indoor cats)
So we put food and water bowls + a cat bed in the exterior laundry room.

[Joe Bob]

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