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Post by yooperguy on Dec 12, 2015 22:25:51 GMT
In the last year we have adopted two rescue dogs. The first was Daisey, a two year old French Bulldog and just a couple months ago Brandy, a 5 year old Golden Retriever. There ex owners decided not to keep them around because neither dog could have another litter of pups. I would like to thanks these folks for two of the best dogs I have ever owned. As you can see they are quite attached to each other. This is the view every time I come up from the basement, they wait for me.
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Post by JoeP on Dec 12, 2015 23:28:41 GMT
Doggies!
The question is, what do you get up to in the basement?
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Post by yooperguy on Dec 12, 2015 23:46:15 GMT
That's where we store the junk.
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Post by Kye on Dec 13, 2015 0:30:19 GMT
Cute woofers!
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Post by Moose on Dec 13, 2015 0:41:11 GMT
Oh oh they are cuties:) I hate it when people get rid of animals for horribly selfish reasons.
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Post by jayme on Dec 13, 2015 19:31:25 GMT
CYOOOT!!!
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Post by whollygoats on Dec 14, 2015 21:18:23 GMT
Nice pair.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2015 23:47:45 GMT
They both look great.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 14, 2015 23:49:57 GMT
Oh oh they are cuties:) I hate it when people get rid of animals for horribly selfish reasons. So do I. I can understand some reasons, like developing an allergy or an illness which makes it impossible to take care of them, but unfortunatley, there are often really selfish reasons.
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Post by tangent on Dec 15, 2015 1:09:21 GMT
I hate it when people get rid of animals for horribly selfish reasons. Dennis the Menace - a character in the Beano children's comic - had a cat called Gnasher that terrorised the neighbourhood. Unfortunately, where we lived in Congleton, there was a cat just like that. It used to stay out all night and wouldn't think twice at lashing out at anyone who walked home late at night. (A friend of ours said that it slashed her handbag one night and ruined it.) As it happens, we acquired a stray cat that we looked after well and kept in at night. But Gnasher tried to confront it through the kitchen window and Timmy, as we called him, was terrified. He used to urinate all over the kitchen work surfaces. In the end we had Timmy put down, not because Timmy was terrified of Gnasher but because we couldn't cope with the lack of hygiene that Timmy was creating.
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