left arm in the air too
goosestep, deviously honing, trying to mimic the motion and infiltrate the gaggle
Holy shit
That’s just purrfect.
Mom’s dog had to be put down today from cancer. Still only 6. It all happened suddenly, within the past 48 hours. I’ve only met her a couple times and yet I’m gutted right now.
Bad storm coming.
Dog - 1 weed gummy
Nhlnut - 0
Photo of a photo from ~2000. I must have been holding a milkbone because the Aussie looks like he’s about to roll over into the Belgian. Fun dogs. Absolute terrors at the dog park. The Belgian was super friendly and thought everyone loved her. The Aussie was 20-25 pounds underweight and had a rope burn on his neck when we got him. Belgian had bionic hips–best $3600 I’ve ever spent.
This guy is currently up for adoption at the Whatcom County, WA Humane Society. Fucking dipshits have him classified as a Husky mix when he’s clearly a pure Belgian shepherd Groenendahl. I’m always on the lookout for an adoptable Belgian and he sounds a lot like the one I had–plays super rough, devious, smart, shitload of energy. I’m almost certain I’d be rejected if I tried to adopt and won’t bother calling to let them know what they have. Fucking rescue orgs are so full of themselves I hesitate to subject myself to their condescending bullshit. Seattle Humane had mine ID’d as a lab-collie mix. Good to see they still can’t classify their dogs. Fuckers:
We talked to organization that had so many rules. Would have been easier to get a baby.
There is a place near us that had the reputation of essentially housing their rescues long term due to be so strict. Someone had to be home pretty much 24 hours per day. Fenced yard. Stairs couldn’t be too steep. They retain “ownership” and can revoke at any time.
We’ve been looking at nearby shelters for a few months now.
Pit mix, pit mix, pit mix, rotty, etc. All banned by our apartment complex. We’ve been wanting a dog for a while now and absolutely cannot find anywhere nearby where we can even conceivably get one.
today we had to put our sweet guy to sleep. he was amazing. we’ll miss him forever
ETA he’s not dead in the picture. i refused to take any afterwards
I’m sorry for your loss.
People sharing their experiences with our better angels is one of the best parts of this forum.
What was his name, if you don’t mind me asking?
his name was Bernard. a spunky barn kitten with siberian and/or maine coon in the mix.
Very sorry for your loss. He’s a cutie.
Yikes - do people do this?? I couldn’t imagine.
Act three.