roadhouse said:by your own account, you have no business getting into my car.
Or mine...
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roadhouse said:by your own account, you have no business getting into my car.
Or mine...
roadhouse said:by your own account, you have no business getting into my car.
Oh, my! How threatening! This is exciting!
alienator said:Oh, my! How threatening! This is exciting!
I have a feeling that there's not many people whose car you should get into on this site. Your screen name fits you accordingly.
But yeah, it is exciting! Get in his car, because I'd love to see what happens! 😎
swampy1970 said:Shadow... I'm guessing that his little kittens nuts didn't cast one.
Alas his little kitten nuts were removed early on - one of the conditions the local pound places on animals that are dumped in their cages. They don't release them to the pet rescue organisations without desexing them first.
Roadhouse, my kitten was dumped at the age of 4 weeks - left at the local pound because he had cat flu. He isn't into attacking feet but he is an evil cable chewer - I have had to buy a new power adapter for my 2 month old MacBook because he decided to chew through the power cable.
matagi said:Roadhouse, my kitten was dumped at the age of 4 weeks - left at the local pound because he had cat flu. He isn't into attacking feet but he is an evil cable chewer - I have had to buy a new power adapter for my 2 month old MacBook because he decided to chew through the power cable.
My girl Pumpkin, my dog, took care of all of the cable chewing years earlier.
Froze said:I had a dog like that once. The family adopted him from a local shelter because he was in the paper as the dog of the month. A mix dog, half Rhodesian Ridgeback and half Saint Bernard, but looking more like a Saint Bernard. We brought home the lovable and adorable big guy and we were all happy and the dog was happy; until one day he got out of the house to chase a dog and tried to kill it before I got to him and yanked him away. Then he got out again because he saw a cat, a stray cat; he caught that cat so fast even the cat was surprised. Well the cat got his hips broken so a neighbor took the cat to the vet to get operated on, not to be put to sleep. $1500 later the cat was fixed with a permanent limp, which of course I paid the Vet bill...for a stray cat! The day of the cat capture I took the dog of the month back to the shelter.
When i was in Pasadena, Ca I worked for a dog grooming business as a dog bather. I soon came to realize that albeit St. Bernards were man's best friend, they didn't like anything else that moved, not even the motion activated dancing Santa doll that was bitten into pieces and,.along with all chows, had to be muzzled even before entering the business.
Some dogs and I don't know why, are just like your old one no matter the breed. My brother lived out on a farm some over 15-16 years ago as a new father (his wifes family owned the land, very cheap rent) and his mutt killed one of his other dogs and a few farm goats. A cat wouldn't have lived through one night out there, I'm sure.
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