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Show Us Your 4-Legged Friends!
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My puppy 
All tangled up while taking a nap.
Giving me the eye ...." What the hell are you doing? "
All tangled up while taking a nap.
Giving me the eye ...." What the hell are you doing? "
That's 1 of 2 little friends, she quite shy and always stay near to my step.
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Cool story here ........
Yeah its got a bad security cert but its safe.....
https://pathwithpaws.com/blog/2009/01/02/nick-has-the-most-beautiful-toes/
Yeah its got a bad security cert but its safe.....
https://pathwithpaws.com/blog/2009/01/02/nick-has-the-most-beautiful-toes/
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If you have lost a dog recently you may not want to read this link but it's a beautiful story just have the tissues ready you will need them.
http://www.buzzfeed.com/alanwhite/t...day-on-earth-is-beautiful-and-hear#.hbmjMl7oa
http://www.buzzfeed.com/alanwhite/t...day-on-earth-is-beautiful-and-hear#.hbmjMl7oa
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While you have the tissues out the below is one hell of a reason to get a rescue dog and maybe not the cute little puppy either. Once again if you don't want to cry don't read it. If you do read and don't cry at least a little you have no heart.
When I was a puppy I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh........You called me your child and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows........I became your best friend.
Whenever I was "bad"........you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?"........but then you'd relent and roll me over for a belly rub.
My house training took a little longer than expected because you were terribly busy........but we worked on that together.
I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed listening to your confidences and secret dreams........and I believed that life could not be any more perfect.
We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said)........and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.
Gradually you began spending more time at work and on your career........and more time searching for a human mate.
I waited for you patiently........comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments........never chided you about bad decisions and romped with glee at your homecoming and when you fell in love.
She........now your wife........is not a "dog person"........still I welcomed her into our home........tried to show her affection and obeyed her.
I was happy because you were happy........then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement.
I was fascinated by their pinkness........how they smelled........and I wanted to mother them too........Only she and you worried that I might hurt them and I spent most of my time banished to another room........or to a dog crate.
Oh how I wanted to love them........but I became a "prisoner of love."
As they began to grow I became their friend........They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs........poked fingers in my eyes........investigated my ears and gave me kisses on my nose.
I loved everything about them and their touch........because your touch was now so infrequent........and I would have defended them with my life if need be.
I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams.
Together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway.
There had been a time when others asked you if you had a dog you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me........These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject........I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf.
Now you have a new career opportunity in another city and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets........You've made the right decision for your "family"........but there was a time when I was your only family.
I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter........It smelled of dogs and cats........of fear........of hopelessness.
You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her"........they shrugged and gave you a pained look.
They understand the realities placing a middle-aged dog or cat........even one with "papers".
You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog"........and I worried for him and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty........about love and responsibility........and about respect for all life.
You gave me a goodbye pat on the head........avoided my eyes and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you........you had a deadline to meet........and now I have one too.
After you left the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home.........They shook their heads and asked........"How could you?"
They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow........they feed us of course........but I lost my appetite days ago.
At first, whenever anyone passed my pen I rushed to the front hoping it was you........that you had changed your mind........that this was all a bad dream........or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared........anyone who might save me.
When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies........oblivious to their own fate........I retreated to a far corner and waited.
I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room........a blissfully quiet room.
She placed me on the table, rubbed my ears and told me not to worry.
My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come........but there was also a sense of relief........The prisoner of love had run out of days.
As is my nature........I was more concerned about her........The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her and I know that........the same way I knew your every mood.
She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek........I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago.
She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein........As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body........I lay down sleepily........looked into her kind eyes and murmured........"How could you"?
Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry".........She hugged me and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place........where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned or have to fend for myself........a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place.
With my last bit of energy I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not meant for her........It was for you my Beloved Master I was thinking of.
I will think of you and wait for you forever.
Now, go give your dog a hug for me.
When I was a puppy I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh........You called me your child and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows........I became your best friend.
Whenever I was "bad"........you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?"........but then you'd relent and roll me over for a belly rub.
My house training took a little longer than expected because you were terribly busy........but we worked on that together.
I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed listening to your confidences and secret dreams........and I believed that life could not be any more perfect.
We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said)........and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.
Gradually you began spending more time at work and on your career........and more time searching for a human mate.
I waited for you patiently........comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments........never chided you about bad decisions and romped with glee at your homecoming and when you fell in love.
She........now your wife........is not a "dog person"........still I welcomed her into our home........tried to show her affection and obeyed her.
I was happy because you were happy........then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement.
I was fascinated by their pinkness........how they smelled........and I wanted to mother them too........Only she and you worried that I might hurt them and I spent most of my time banished to another room........or to a dog crate.
Oh how I wanted to love them........but I became a "prisoner of love."
As they began to grow I became their friend........They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs........poked fingers in my eyes........investigated my ears and gave me kisses on my nose.
I loved everything about them and their touch........because your touch was now so infrequent........and I would have defended them with my life if need be.
I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams.
Together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway.
There had been a time when others asked you if you had a dog you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me........These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject........I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf.
Now you have a new career opportunity in another city and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets........You've made the right decision for your "family"........but there was a time when I was your only family.
I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter........It smelled of dogs and cats........of fear........of hopelessness.
You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her"........they shrugged and gave you a pained look.
They understand the realities placing a middle-aged dog or cat........even one with "papers".
You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog"........and I worried for him and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty........about love and responsibility........and about respect for all life.
You gave me a goodbye pat on the head........avoided my eyes and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you........you had a deadline to meet........and now I have one too.
After you left the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home.........They shook their heads and asked........"How could you?"
They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow........they feed us of course........but I lost my appetite days ago.
At first, whenever anyone passed my pen I rushed to the front hoping it was you........that you had changed your mind........that this was all a bad dream........or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared........anyone who might save me.
When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies........oblivious to their own fate........I retreated to a far corner and waited.
I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room........a blissfully quiet room.
She placed me on the table, rubbed my ears and told me not to worry.
My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come........but there was also a sense of relief........The prisoner of love had run out of days.
As is my nature........I was more concerned about her........The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her and I know that........the same way I knew your every mood.
She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek........I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago.
She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein........As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body........I lay down sleepily........looked into her kind eyes and murmured........"How could you"?
Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry".........She hugged me and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place........where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned or have to fend for myself........a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place.
With my last bit of energy I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not meant for her........It was for you my Beloved Master I was thinking of.
I will think of you and wait for you forever.
Now, go give your dog a hug for me.
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You're killing me this morning. People at work are going to start talking about me lol
I will only adopt rescues. Preferably shelter rescues for this reason alone. My personal business donates all of it profits for some items to a local rescue, even in foster they are in good hands. But, I will only adopt rescues. I love my rescue pup.. Still can't believe he was given up twice. Once by a breeder because he was white. So they left him in a park in Manhattan. Second by his adopted parents because he was deaf.. He's such a perfect fit. Just a doofy as me.. And has an attitude like the Mrs.. Lol
But thanks for sharing boss. It was great.
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You're killing me this morning. People at work are going to start talking about me lol
I will only adopt rescues. Preferably shelter rescues for this reason alone. My personal business donates all of it profits for some items to a local rescue, even in foster they are in good hands. But, I will only adopt rescues. I love my rescue pup.. Still can't believe he was given up twice. Once by a breeder because he was white. So they left him in a park in Manhattan. Second by his adopted parents because he was deaf.. He's such a perfect fit. Just a doofy as me.. And has an attitude like the Mrs.. Lol
But thanks for sharing boss. It was great.
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That last one was originally written by a shelter worker from (IIRC) Atlanta, it still gets me every time.
It killed me.. I've seen something similar before, and still killed me. I sent them to the Mrs, I got back some angry texts.. Enough tearing for today.. I'm signing off. I can't see patients like this lol
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Wow. That made me really weak in my knees and just want to go home and hug my dog. Really. We have plans of going and moving in another country this year and the thought of me leaving my bestfriend here is really too much.
Ouch..its remind me of my old friends...been caught by thief 12 years ago...probably for a "good meal" ..F#cking hate it,ppl in my country still got a habit of eating dog meat....especially in the country side.
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Sorry to hear that Nickdao. I can say without a word of a lie anyone killing one of my dogs would quickly discover how fast people can disappear on a farm with an excavator and a supply of lime. You kill my dog and I catch you, you die and I am NOT joking.
The fact was, dog and cat meat are famous in the North of Viet Nam. Its now lesser than before but still. And pet are just something did not been considered as a personal property. So,if your pet was kidnapped, its just bad luck, if u lucky enough to find it in the market, u have to pay for those thieves to take it back.
For the records, my family have lost 5 cats, 3 dogs in total
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