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I avoided that video when I came across it in my surfings...but, it didn't end like I thought it would.
I'm still not ready for dying pet stories yet.
I'm generally opposed to them myself, unless they involve saving an entire orphanage, or the planet from aliens.
He's gonna need a bigger treadmill.
I look after a Chocolate Labrador three days a week and when his owners are away so he spends almost as much time with me as he does at home.
A while back, he was recovering from a leg operation and needed hydrotherapy which involved walking on a treadmill in a water tank, the idea being that it strengthens the limbs without putting too much of a load on the joints.
I took him to the local veterinary centre for this therapy and while I know him to be a clever and wise old boy, I wasn't prepared for what happened.
He entered the tank, the water was let in and the treadmill was started.
Finding the prospect of exercise a bit too much like hard work, he managed to straddle the moving belt and parked his paws on the non-moving edges.
After some persuasion, he reluctantly agreed to follow the rules.
Hahaha
Carrot's hydrotherapy was with the treadmill. He was really good and cooperative as long as I draped my arms over the edge and coaxed him along with biscuits. He used the step on the sides trick when he got tired.
I don't see how that setup in the picture can reduce the force on the joints. I imagine the intention is to relieve how heavy the body is as it's partially supported by the water. But the part of the dog that's in the water isn't positively buoyant. How is there any reduction of stress on the joints achieved? More resistance, sure, as the hairy dog legs have to work harder to get through the water step by step by step. But the dog's got just as much weight on his feet in that water there as he does on dry land.
So you're saying the whole weight of the ship when it's floating is still on the anchor? I don't think so.
On each step, when then foot/paw hits the deck every joint in jarred by the weight of the critter. Buoyancy of the body reduces that shock. Moving through the water is harder work for the muscles, but that's the point, work the muscles without destroying the joints.
I noticed Carruthers is an old hand at dealing with needy creatures.
So you're saying the whole weight of the ship when it's floating is still on the anchor? I don't think so.
On each step, when then foot/paw hits the deck every joint in jarred by the weight of the critter. Buoyancy of the body reduces that shock. Moving through the water is harder work for the muscles, but that's the point, work the muscles without destroying the joints.
I noticed Carruthers is an old hand at dealing with needy creatures.
No, I'm not saying anything about your imaginary boat at anchor. A floating boat at anchor with slack in the chain has no downward pressure on the anchor chain, duh.
On each step, when the foot/paw hits the deck, all the joints are jarred; agreed. Buoyancy reduces that shock; agreed.
My point is there's no buoyancy at work in the picture above. How much positive buoyancy do you experience when you stand in water up to your crotch? I'm guessing zero, just like with the dog in the picture. Bones and muscle are denser than water and that's all that is displacing the water in the picture. Fat and air are less dense than water, that's where you get your buoyancy from and I don't see anything about that dog that suggests that there's much fat or air under the water, buoying him up, relieving pressure on his joints. *That's* my point.
If the doggy was in water up to his chest, different story.
OK, I see your concern. It looks to me like the chest is fully submerged, but back by the hips of course it would take deeper water because of the way dogs are built. A swimming dog would level out but of course this one's not swimming. Maybe the motion of the treadmill causes the water to move causing a bow wave, and the mutt is body surfing. :cool:
The water supports the dog's weight it doesn't take away all impact but lessens to the point that the impact is not jarring the joints.
It's also about balance and foot placement. They're having to be much more conscious of their movements.
I think at the time I took that photo, the tank was still filling.
It's a couple of years back (March 2013) so I can't be sure.
I noticed Carruthers is an old hand at dealing with needy creatures.
Yes, dogs, horses and, this very afternoon, elderly neighbours.
You are a good egg, Carruthers. I wish you lived in my neighborhood.
You are a good egg, Carruthers. I wish you lived in my neighborhood.
Thank you, sir!
You missed sobbing Sundaes off the list, Carr.
Although technically that was yesterday (okay, most days!)
Got this from The Dog's Trust via email today.
Seemed apposite.
Music only, if you want to turn it down and wactch in public/ at work.
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I take issue with this video because the guy then gave the dog away. He left her because he wanted to be elsewhere. Yet he posted as if he were a hero.
They are dog fosterers. They make sure the dogs are socialized and safe before asking the public to adopt.
A PET'S TEN COMMANDMENTS.........
1.My life is likely to last 10-15 years. Any separation from you is likely to be painful.
2.Give me time to understand what you want of me.
3.Place your trust in me. It is crucial for my well-being.
4.Don't be angry with me for long and don't lock me up as punishment. You have your work, your friends, your entertainment, but I have only you.
5.Talk to me. Even if I don't understand your words, I do understand your voice when speaking to me.
6.Be aware that however you treat me, I will never forget it.
7.Before you hit me, before you strike me, remember that I could hurt you, and yet, I choose not to.
8.Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I'm not getting the right food, I have been in the sun too long, or my heart might be getting old or weak.
9.Please take care of me when I grow old. You too, will grow old.
10.On the ultimate difficult journey, go with me please. Never say you can't bear to watch. Don't make me face this alone. Everything is easier for me if you are there, because I love you so.
buster. thank you for making me cry tonight, you old dog you....
*sob*
The Dog's Trust rocks.
Our Nelle came from the Leeds branch
When I was a puppy. This is long.
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 bellyrub.
My housebreaking 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 and 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 homecomings, 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 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’ve defended them with my life, if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others asked if you had a dog, that 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 facing a middle-aged dog, 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 good-bye 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 in here at 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 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 into a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and 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 that 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. And 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 directed at her. It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.
A PET'S TEN COMMANDMENTS.........
1.My life is likely to last 10-15 years. Any separation from you is likely to be painful.
Yup, that one hit home and made me cry.
I still believe I killed Diz by leaving him.
Keep the dog hair off the upholstery.
That's pretty cool. See, if Mitt Romney had done that instead of strapping the dog to the roof, he wouldn't have gotten so much grief.
Bb, you made me cry too.
I love my dogs, each of them. I hate being separate from them and I worry for them every day. I follow the Canine Ten Commandments and always have. I have turned down apartments and even nice hotels because I have a furry companion. I would refuse to move if I could not take my bestest friend with me. I have even turned down good parking in favor of a dirty, muddy lot because it was safer for the dog, if not for me.
Dogs rock.
Pamela! Hiya:) How are you?
Some dogs suffer failure to communicate.
If you spray that on all the things he likes to chew, he'll associate the smell with excellent chewing!
Hahahahah
I got some anti-chew spray when Carrot was a pup. The little bastard liked the taste and licked it all off before gettting down to some serious chewing. It basically acted as an appetiser.
Little sod.
In the end I smeared Vicks Vaporub all over the wooden furniture, bannister rail and so on - that stopped him. But it was like living inside a cough sweet for a couple of months.
Truth in labeling.
That is no chew deterrent, for sure.
UT's younger self. :haha:
That poor doggie looks frightened.
No problem, his nose knows. :haha:
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This is my Irish Terrier Duffy. He's a rescue dog and he's had a lot of struggles with his health. He developed diabetes and lost his eyesight. With medication we got his diabetes stable and he qualified for eye surgery to give him back his sight. Here he is seeing my parents for the first time in months.
Also, I should mention that Duffy's surgery and treatments took place at the Veterinary Referral Center in Malvern, Pennsylvania. Special thanks to Dr. Kevin Kumrow who regulated Duffy's diabetes so that Dr. Brady Beale could operate on him.
Expressions tell you a lot, not like those sneaky things that shall not be named. :p:
Why we can have nice things.
This's the late Anvil shooters' dog and chicken. Guess the bird fell off chicken truck. Dog found and brought to shop. They were always together.
Just saw other dog in upper left hand, Looks like it's got bird on it's mind? Dog is unknown by me, or I forgot. Maybe ran over by chicken truck.
gives an entirely new perspective on the term "bird dog".
thumbs up to both!
A black Labrador retriever named Denver poses in Fred Levy's studio in Maynard, Massachusetts. Levy, a pet photographer, first heard about “Black Dog Syndrome” in a 2013 conversation at a dog park. It’s a disputed theory that black dogs are the last to get adopted at shelters, perhaps because of superstition or a perception that they’re aggressive. The idea inspired Levy to take up a photo project on their behalf.
My old Black Lab was adopted from a local dogs' home and he was the most gentle creature imaginable.
Labs don't care what color they are... or even if one their parents was French.
They're friendly dogs despite their tendencies to please humans.
...first heard about “Black Dog Syndrome” in a 2013 conversation at a dog park. It’s a disputed theory that black dogs are the last to get adopted at shelters, perhaps because of superstition or a perception that they’re aggressive.
Never heard that about dogs but often about black shelter cats.
:D
But so many phases pop into mind with that.
... like the Army's: " Be All That You Can Be "
Now she'll just have to settle being white.
No she won't, Haven't you heard? She's transblack.
aka: transmogrification
(I just always wanted to find a way to use that word)
Carruthers, that is a beautiful dog sir.
Carruthers, that is a beautiful dog sir.
He was a good friend as well. His bed was next door to the bookcase and when he wanted to shift his position, he'd put a back foot 'overboard' and push away until he was comfortable.
The bookcase still bears the scratch marks in his memory.
Dogs in 18th century Virginia.
The name of Glasgow's owner is forgotten, but for his return, twenty shillings was offered, a sum that underscored his master's attachment. It was not so substantial a reward, however, as the $20 posted in 1777 for a pet Pomeranian called Spado. Spado's notice, inserted by Williamsburg's William Finnie, said the shaggy little black canine had been spotted in the possession of a man who called himself Joseph Block, but "belongs to our brave but unfortunate general LEE." The general in question may have been Charles Lee, a gentleman seldom seen without his dogs, who was captured by the British in 1776. Perhaps more typical is a 1752 advertisement for Ball, a reddish spaniel missed by owner James Spiers, who was willing to part with a dollar to get him back.
I want to snuggle with him! So cutie!!!!!
https://youtu.be/clbC3belz9cLooks like a Samoyed. My buddy had one that would get so exited it would piss on the floor every time he came home from work. :haha:
Meet Glenn and Buzz, two dogs with a very special relationship.
Buzz, a Staffordshire Bull Terrier, is Glenn’s very own ‘guide dog’. He has been seen leading Glenn while on walks, helping him find his food and assisting him getting into bed.
The pair were recently found abandoned in a sea tunnel in Hartlepool, County Durham, and were rescued by Stray Aid, a rehoming centre for dogs in Coxhoe.
The dogs are believed to be roughly 10 years old and it is thought they were abandoned because of their age and Glenn’s vision problems.
Hannah Critchlow, a Stray Aid volunteer, told ABC News: “They instantly had a bond when they came in, so we kept them together. Whenever they're separated they start crying and barking for each other.”
"They have to stay together," she added.
Daily Telegraph
ABCAwwwwwww. Oh they're adorable.
There is a special place in Hell for those who abandon their pets when they get old or sick.
It may be that someone was at their wits' end; ill themselves, poor, confused, unable to cope and getting no help from anywhere they contacted.
So although I agree with you in principle, I know the trouble I had trying to find someone to help look after Diz while I tried to get help for myself.
No, I would never have abandoned my boy (although I fear he thought I did, in the end) but I am also probably a little more cognisant of the reasons people do than I was before.
Still, I hope that these two dogs get a wonderful owner off the back of the publicity. The kind they truly deserve.
At the very least leave 'em near to a rescue centre
Banana derby.
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I used to listen to a morning drive-time radio show, and the sports guy's lifelong dream was to see, in person, the monkeys dressed as cowboys riding the working border collies.
He said he was 50-something years old and it was, by a long shot, the funniest thing he'd ever seen.
It is entertaining.
12 ft 8 in
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Wow, that dog is awesome. I was so glad they caught and guided him down - for a horrible moment I thought he was going to land full force.
[eta] check out the doggy lifehacks video on that playlist
When Papa's in the doghouse, the dogs are out of luck.
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See, dogs cuddle too. :haha:
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Not that there's anything wrong with that...
Not that there's anything wrong with that...
That made me laugh.
It is with great sadness that Flight Sergeant Will Barrow from the RAF Police announces the death of his retired Arms and Explosive Search Dog, Buster.
Buster, a 13 year old Springer Spaniel passed away at the Barrow’s home in Lincolnshire where he had been enjoying retirement with handler Will, plus two canine companions.
Buster completed five tours of duty in Afghanistan, Bosnia and Iraq and it was his exceptional efforts in these austere environments for which he will be remembered.
It was the saving of countless lives by searching out IEDs that saw the honour of official lifetime mascot of the RAF Police bestowed upon Buster.
Flight Sergeant Barrow documented his experiences with Buster into a best-selling book and as recently as this week, the inseparable pair were out promoting Buster’s service endeavours at a local school where they’d been invited to hand out end of year reports to the children.
The RAF Police are arranging a special event to celebrate RAF Police Military Working Dogs which will give the Force an opportunity to remember those special companions that have saved thousands of lives and served so admirably. Details will follow.
RAFBummer, RIP Buster. :sniff:
Bummer, RIP Buster. :sniff:
God damn, that startled the fuck outta me. Then I realized you were talking about a damn dog!
Don't do that shit!!![/relief]
Just look at this vicious beast. Observe the depraved thrill of killing. We must destroy them, to protect the world. Behold the blood lust. Ware the fanged beasty, lest he slaughter us all!!!!
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Drop of a hat she's as willing as
Playful as a pussy cat
Then momentarily out of action
Temporarily out of gas
To absolutely drive you wild, wild..
She's all out to get you
She's a Killer [COLOR="Silver"]Queen[/COLOR] :lol2:
Ball! Ball!
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Earl The Grumpy Puppy, meet The Cellar. Cellar, meet Earl The Grumpy Puppy:
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I think, if Bruce was a dog, this is what he would look like. Earl certainly seems to be saying "Get off my lawn."
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Earl bears a striking, and unfortunate, resemblance to J. Edgar Hoover. :eek:
Earl bears a striking, and unfortunate, resemblance to J. Edgar Hoover. :eek:
By golly, you're right! :haha:
Web footed Neufies are good swimmers.
This is not what is meant by 'water dog':
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Damn! How many beers did that little fella drink?!
It's like he's a walking bladder!
:lol2:
Labs
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Damn! How many beers did that little fella drink?!
It's like he's a walking bladder!
:lol2:
he's a little pee-pot,
short and stout.
tip him over and
pour him out!
he's a little pee-pot,
short and stout.
tip him over and
pour him out!
:D
The UK's first clinical trial into prostate cancer detection by dogs has been given the go ahead
The NHS is to take part in the first ever UK trials using dogs to detect cancer.
Samples from prostate cancer patients will be used as part of national research to see if the method is more accurate than conventional testing.
A charity which trains dogs in medical detection will take urine samples from 3,000 patients from Milton Keynes University Hospital as part of a three-year trial.
Nine dogs will smell the samples and their verdicts will be recorded and compared with the results of traditional testing to evaluate how reliable the canines are.
Studies abroad have suggested that the olfractory skills of doctors are more successful than traditional tests used by the NHS.
Last year Italian research on 677 samples correctly detected 98 per cent of cases.
Tests so far by Medical Detection Dogs, the charity behind the new study, have suggested reliability levels of around 93 per cent.
“Our dogs have a higher rate of reliability than any other existing tests”, said Dr Claire Guest, the charity’s director of operations
“We know their sense of smell is extraordinary. They can detect parts per trillion; that’s the equivalent of one drop of blood in two Olympic-size swimming pools”.
Prostate cancer is the most common form of cancer in men in the UK, and the fourth most lethal form of the disease, with 41,726 diagnoses and 10,837 deaths recorded in 2011.
It is estimated that one in eight men will contract it in their lifetimes.
There is currently no single test for the disease. Doctors usually carry out blood tests, which can indicate increased risk, but are not a reliable indicator, as well as biopsies and invasive examinations.
Research has found the blood tests fail to detect prostate cancer in up to 20 per cent of men who are suffering from it and give a false positive in as many as one in eight cases.
It means men can be forced to undergo repeated tests before getting the all-clear, or can end up enduring surgery which might have been avoided.
The screening will be offered as an optional second-line test to patients who will also be offered conventional tests.
If it is successful, two national UK cancer clinics, The Graham Fulford Charitable Trust and the Prostate Cancer Support Group, will introduce it to their three clinics across the country.
Dogs have also been shown to have success in detecting other forms of cancer like bladder, renal and breast cancer.
Medical Detection Dogs hopes that eventually dogs will be able to screen a single urine sample for multiple cancers, streamlining the current separate, costly tests for each form of the disease.
They also hope that the NHS will adopt the technique, if it is shown to proved to be successful.
Last month the head of the health service endorsed new proposals to improve early diagnosis of cancer.
The pledges include a target to give 95 per cent of patients referred for cancer tests a definitive diagnosis within four weeks, as part of plans to cut cancer-related deaths by 30,000 by 2020.
Daily Telegraph
My Dad, who has had a couple of skin cancers removed, was asked to assist this research project when he went back to the hospital for a follow up appointment.
He was pleased to help and went through a long interview concerning many aspects of his life.
Medical Detection Dogs
Incidentally, Dad wanted to know what had caused his skin cancers. The consultant asked if he had substantial exposure to sunlight in his past.
He could only think of his service in the Royal Navy in WW2 mostly in the Indian Ocean. The Doc said that was highly likely to be the cause.
Over seventy years on!
It's a natural. Most dogs I meet seem to be trying to work out if I have prostate cancer.
Ha ha ha, I get that too, from man's best friend. :haha:
Dogs used to detect prostate cancer in new trial
Brown nosers.
Well...yellow nosers, anyway.
Should be in the circus.
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I guess if the cat can eat rubber bands, the dog can have a balloon:
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...or is that just where you blow him up?
He's wet and sitting on a rickety old chair, but he still manages to look dignified.
I'm very fond of Labradors. If that isn't already clear. :D
Sit, Ubu, sit.
Vurry distinguished, btw.
If I just sit here all calm and confident, the Queens swan will think I'm a royal Corgi and won't bother me... I hope. :haha:
Obviously that one was a formal battle...hence the top hats and tails.
Top hats for the men and tails for the dogs?
Clever Doggie...
The dog lay motionless in the road until it was spotted by a driver on her way to work, police said on Monday. The animal appeared to be dead or seriously injured, reports Bild – prompting the woman to stop her car and get out to see if she could help.
But apparently, this was the chance the mongrel had been waiting for. Leaping to its feet, it swiftly jumped inside the car. Unable to coax the dog back out again, the woman drove him the four kilometres to her office.
She then handed her four-legged hitch-hiker over to the police, who were able to reunite him with his owners.
Kind couple shelters dog left shivering in the pouring rain with their own clothes
An Alsatian left outside a shop in Dover gets a helping hand from two good Samaritans
A kind couple took pity on a dog that was shivering in the rain, tied to a lamppost outside Marks & Spencer in Dover as its owner shopped.
The man took off his jacket and held it over the dog like an umbrella, while his girlfriend helped him use it to shelter the Alsatian.
They stayed there for 20 minutes in the rain, waiting for the dog's owner, and were spotted by a man who worked at Gala Bingo, which is situated across the road.
He took pity on them, as by that time they looked cold, and gave them two umbrellas so they could all stay dry.
Gala Bingo Dover wrote on Facebook: "These two kind hearted individuals are selflessly helping a stranger's dog stay dry in the sudden downpour of torrential rain earlier today.
It really is quite heart warming to see acts of kindness like this. It made us want to help too."
Daily Telegraph
“If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous he will not bite you.
This is the principal difference between a dog and man.”
― Mark Twain
That warms my cockles and tickles my pink. :thumb:
Good people, although it looks like the girl is sharing the guy's jacket with the pup.
Nah - she's got her own jacket draped over her head because it doesn't have a hood.
Who's a good doggie? You're a good doggie. Yes you. Yes you are.
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That's the new, never give up. ;)
A dog can do it, can your cat? :rolleyes:
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Perhaps your next one will play drums.
No. My cat's dead.
Ditto. And Diz marched to his own beat anyway. At least as far as the nearest bread product.
I love my rat-boys, but I kinda miss having to scoff down sandwiches before I enter the flat... And I definitely miss the puking, sh*tting, little sleep-disturbing monster (sob).
Shake it, baby!
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The german shepherd looks... comfortable.
"Yeah? Whatcha lookin at? I'm lookin at you. cookies? do you have a cookie?"
That's a dog that just got caught out making his way over to the human seating area and is doing his damndest to look like that is not what he is doing.
He's a budding
truck driver.Dog grade: FAIL
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Dog grade: Flying colors
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When I checked into the hotel it was almost midnight. Next morning I look out and one of the parking lots is full of cop caps. Holy shit, they found me. :eek:
Turns out the United States Police Canine Association was there for a week doing a teaching and training seminar. There was about 40 dogs living in the hotel. They were everywhere, in the halls, lobby, elevators, just passing through, training was on the roof. It was so hard not to pet them, but I know that's a no-no.
I was walking past three cops and two dogs in the lobby, when I noticed one dog had unusual markings. I know I gave it more than a casual glance, then as I turned my head to watch where I was walking I heard a growling. I looked back and it was one of the cops. :rolleyes:
Damn...
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Nice transformation to see the fur come back and the tail wagging. Would have been even better to see it walk, run, or play a little. But that wagging tail is good.
Here's a dog and pony show. Source says taken between 1919 and 1939. :rolleyes:
Can't figure out if the dog on the far left is taking a leak, or resisting the pull on the rope barely visible going off the left. Seems unlikely to pee with the tail tucked.
... or so she could have twice as many. Selfish dog. Must live with a cat.
Oh look, Dear, puppies.
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Don't mess with a French Bulldog. It'll have ya.
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It's a buttpug!! Get it?!
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I thought he looked like a big rubber stamp. Stamp Out Cats.
This is Luna. And she likes to go hiking.
Sort of...
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If you hate those kinds of pics as much as I do, rinse your eyes out with this:
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Quills are not fatal, and part of their education. Mine came home with a nose full and stood quietly while I pulled them out, which surprised the hell out of me. After I got one side done there was just one little drop of blood at each location. While I was doing the other side, his tongue would come out the front of his mouth but lick only the side I had done. I was amazed at the dexterity of his selective licking.
Quills are not fatal, and part of their education.
You say that, but Pilau's brother, Dante, was nearly killed by a grass stalk. I shit you not. He was sniffing at some long, dry grassstalks and one of the fuckers shot up his nose. He was about a year old, as I recall. Blood flooding from his nose and off we all go to the vets. Vet said it had shot right up into the nasal cavity and could have killed him.
Fucking grass. He nearly died, sniffing grass. How fucked up is that?
Yes, Dana.
Here in the States, these are the little beasties that send the children of vets thru college...
Grass or anything else that goes inside is a danger, even gum, candy, baked goods or peanut butter that are sweetened with Xylitol. However quills get imbedded before they get very far. Even if the dog tries to bite the porky, they stick before the dog can swallow them. Very unpleasant, and expensive lesson, but not fatal. Could lose an eye though.
One of my "original" boys (the cats I had to leave when I left my husband) was sneezing convulsively one evening. My ex was even more tender-hearted than me, although this is before I started to lose my marbles. We phoned the emergency vet - it was a weekend, and it may even have been a Bank Holiday. He said as long as he could still breathe we might want to avoid calling him out. Enormous great big bills and all that.
I have a feeling we were in the middle of a cash crisis, because we decided not to. We'd had medical advice at least (free of charge, bless that vet.)
Eventually a tiny green shoot appeared in his nose and we slowly drew it out.
I swear, that piece of grass must have been all the way up in his tiny cat brain. It was like drawing out the flags of all nations. Well, in my memory at least.
Luckily he was fine. A few more sneezes and shakings of the head and he was sorted.
I only read afterwards about the filaments on grass only going in one direction (not the band) and how dangerous it could have been.
Sorry - I know it's a Dog thread, but that seemed a relevant story.
November 5, 2015 - Rachel Kauffman receives a loving kiss from Hank, a German Shepherd she rescued from the Memphis animal shelter several weeks ago. Kauffman only planned to keep Hank for a few day while a longer term foster home was found. Hank was placed with a family in the Berclair area of East Memphis on Oct.30., he quickly escaped. Over a two-day, 11 mile journey Hank made his way back to Kauffman's house in the Cooper Young area. The determined shepherd has now found a forever home with Kauffman.
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Hahahahahahah. Oh my god that's what Carrot would do.
I can't leave food cooking on the hob, unattended. The only boundaries he recognises are physical. If he can reach it, it's fair game. And he can reach damn everything in this house.
When I was staying at the two Js' house in Tod a few weekends ago (they were in Dublin watching some MMA fight), dogsitting two of their three dogs, with Carrot in tow, I came into the kitchen and found the little shit stood, all four paws, on their kitchen table rooting through my bag looking for the denta stix.
I looked at him, brazenly treading about the table and I just thought - wow...I have failed this puppeh.* heheh.
* to be read in the voice of Arrow
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What? Yeah there is, too. It's yellow, with a black nose, and pointy ears...:D
Hehehehehe. Once you see it, you can't unsee it.
One of the Paris terrorists, a cunt in a bomb vest, killed 7 year old Diesel. :mad:
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That's awesome.I watched it like 10 times and it still makes me grin.
This is wonderful:
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Purina and Subaru are making entertaining ads now
... finally something worth watching on tv
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By the way, if anyone finds this page slow to load, I would like to know --
...I have forced a 15 MB animated GIF on you today ("ARE YOU OK?") and am wondering if that is a problem for slow Internets users.
By the way, if anyone finds this page slow to load, I would like to know --
...I have forced a 15 MB animated GIF on you today ("ARE YOU OK?") and am wondering if that is a problem for slow Internets users.
I have Teh Slow dsl...after the gif
finally loaded, it played fine for me.
Fine for me but I have a fairly fast connection. I was curious about the size and checked, then seeing how big it was made me WTF. Then it dawned on me who posted it. :smack:
Doggeh likes him some Mcnuggets...
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Awesome video maybe. I'll never know.
Doesn't matter, "Video Has Been Removed By The User". :lol:
I can't remember what that vid was.
I think that may have been the dog diving for lobsters.
ETA:
Here it is.
You're right he yanked that video right away, and replaced it with a longer one showing the training process. I didn't see any claws on those lobsters, and the ones up here will boogie if you get near 'em.
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What a good dog! Thanks for posting these.
That WAS cool. Thanks for the regular you tube link. I couldn't tell if that was a real lobster or a decoy they use for training put there by the camera person... Or maybe even a trained lobster?
Lets see your cat do this. But I suppose it you had a cat instead you wouldn't bother to work on the brakes. No sense it wanting to live. :p:
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I love that vid! I've seen it before, but it gets me every time.
Mum's pure white collie-cross, Nelle,does the collie stalking walk. She looks fucking amazing when she does. It's so funny though, because she'll be silently stalking towards a bird or something and being really careful not to spook it and then Carrot will just plough right through and spoil the game. Not the most subtle dog, our Carrotcake.
The Collies are considerate, not wanting to disturb you before it's necessary.
I love my collie. Yesterday my Dad was going for a walk and made eye contact with Benny from a distance of 30 yards or so. Benny spun away and ran off. Then came sprinting back with a frisbee to keep the old man busy. My old man is not an animal guy but Benny has him wrapped around his little white paw.
Ha ha, they're smart, too damn smart. If you let your guard down they'll play you like a pinball machine until you drop.
Then lick your face and tease to play some more.
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Hmm. Don't know how I feel about that. Obviously I have to state my bias as a rat-owner. I know these dogs are not killing domestic rats, but seeing it is still going to be close enough to be uncomfortable.
Also, it's the sheer glee of the owners.
Diz and Dylan couldn't hunt - bless their furry chops - but I took no pleasure when Raphael and Gabriel brought home "gifts". I was certainly not impressed by the fully grown live magpie in the kitchen, although that was more because we were all terrified by it, rather than for animal-loving reasons.
I suppose if rats are a problem, then it's a natural and humane way to deal with them. It's fast and gives them a chance to use their skills, unlike poison bait or traps.
I just don't like to see humans getting so excited about the death of an animal.
These are nasty dirty rats, that bite children and spread disease.
And spoil crops, but worst of all those rat bastards are the ones that lured cats into their semi-domesticated lifestyle. :p:
So we should revel in their death throes, laying down our vengeance on our tiny enemies?
Sundae's point was not that the rats should not be hunted. Indeed, she actually says:
I suppose if rats are a problem, then it's a natural and humane way to deal with them. It's fast and gives them a chance to use their skills, unlike poison bait or traps.
What she was objecting to, and I agree with her point, was 'humans getting so excited about the death of an animal.'
Oh, you know these people? You're sure they aren't reveling in the skill, tenacity, and success of their dogs?
Jesus Dana, you've read enough history to know what a problem rats are, how many millions of people they've killed, not only from bites/infection, but disease, the plague, and starvation. Look at the wildlife that's been decimated by rats on islands they've gotten to. Mice are cute, Rats are stone evil.
Center for Disease Control
Hantavirus Pulmonary Syndrome (HPS): Hantavirus pulmonary syndrome (HPS) is a deadly disease transmitted by infected rodents through urine, droppings, or saliva. Humans can contract the disease when they breathe in aerosolized virus. HPS was first recognized in 1993 and has since been identified throughout the United States. Although rare, HPS is potentially deadly. Rodent control in and around the home remains the primary strategy for preventing hantavirus infection.
Murine Typhus: Murine typhus (caused by infection with R. typhi) occurs worldwide and is transmitted to humans by rat fleas. Flea-infested rats can be found throughout the year in humid tropical environments, but in temperate regions are most common during the warm summer months. Travelers who visit in rat-infested buildings and homes, especially in harbor or riverine environments, can be at risk for exposure to the agent of murine typhus.
Rat-bite fever (RBF): Rat-bite fever (RBF) is a systemic bacterial illness caused by Streptobacillus moniliformis that can be acquired through the bite or scratch of a rodent or the ingestion of food or water contaminated with rat feces.
Salmonella enterica serovar Typhimurium: As its name suggests, it causes a typhoid-like disease in mice. In humans S. Typhimurium does not cause as severe disease as S. Typhi, and is not normally fatal. The disease is characterized by diarrhea, abdominal cramps, vomiting and nausea, and generally lasts up to 7 days. Unfortunately, in immunocompromized people, that is the elderly, young, or people with depressed immune systems, Salmonella infections are often fatal if they are not treated with antibiotics.
Leptospirosis: Leptospirosis is a bacterial disease that affects humans and animals. It is caused by bacteria of the genus Leptospira. In humans it causes a wide range of symptoms, and some infected persons may have no symptoms at all. Symptoms of leptospirosis include high fever, severe headache, chills, muscle aches, and vomiting, and may include jaundice (yellow skin and eyes), red eyes, abdominal pain, diarrhea, or a rash. If the disease is not treated, the patient could develop kidney damage, meningitis (inflammation of the membrane around the brain and spinal cord), liver failure, and respiratory distress. In rare cases death occurs.
Eosinophilic Meningitis: Eosinophilic meningitis is an infection of the brain occurring in association with an increase in the number of eosinophils, white blood cells that are associated with infection with worms that penetrate into the body. The organism most commonly causing eosinophilic meningitis is a rat lung worm called angiostrongylus cantonensis.
Wild rats bad, Wild Cats good.
Rats are not evil. They're just animals. I don't have a problem with killing them. I have killed rats myself.
You're sure they aren't reveling in the skill, tenacity, and success of their dogs?
That, right there, is the only salient point in your post. I can get my head around being excited by my animal's skills and training. I cannot fathom how anybody would get a kick out of the rat'sdeath itself, and it baffles me that anybody can respond to a post about not liking to see humans revel in an animal's suffering with the justification that rats are evil/harmful/dangerous. Nobody denied they can cause terrible disease and suffering. Neither Sundae nor I have suggested that nobody should ever kill a rat.The harm rats have done and continue to do, is no reason to delight in their suffering.
Sundae made a point about not liking to see humans excited by the rats'deaths,and was answered with this: 'These are nasty dirty rats, that bite children and spread disease.' That,is a reallygood reason for killing rats. It's not a really good reason for enjoying it. Unless you feel some sort of vengeance is in order. And that - when applied to a rodent - is fucking ridiculous.
But yes - the flipside is that those people may have just been excited about their dogs' skills and the success of their training.
Balderdash, we should all have cupcakes and fizzy drinks in jubilation, every time one of those spawn of hell dies.
I can understand Sundae's affliction, she even feeds the flying rats, and bushy tailed tree rats, in the park.
But a historian should have a better grasp on the menace they are, and the stellar service these dogs perform on humanities behalf. The human companions celebration on our behalf, is certainly warranted. My only regret is the vermin are dispatched so quickly, there's no time to hang them by their disease ridden tails and watch their eyeballs boil and burst in the flames of justice.
Did you read about the human babies eaten alive in
India,
South Africa, Mexico and
Kansas city, by this scourge?
Like Sundae said - if they're going to die, then this is probably the kindest and most natural way.
Perhaps it's also a natural coping mechanism for people who don't particularly want to kill animals; but, need to for their own safety, to band together in such a way as to get each other and their companion animals psyched up to perform an unpleasant task that needs to be done.
Like Sundae said - if they're going to die, then this is probably the kindest and most natural way.
I was surprised how much kinder.
As a 14 year old, I poisoned rats and managed the carcasses at a farmhouse nearly destroyed by low-class renters. I must have taken out 20 of them. I wish we had dogs. That would have been awesome.
Some where there's a record set by a rat terrier, in England, for the most rats killed in X amount of time. Boy it was a bunch.
And remarkable, because most dogs are not very bright.
They don't call the Rat Terriers for nothing. Granted they're one trick ponies but they know that trick well. Then too, when you get a bunch of them together, a rat or a ball/stick will prompt competition to get it first. Mobs are single minded and efficient that way. Those NYC rats are street tough, you can tell by the bloodshot eyes and hairy knuckles.
And the switchblade.
Our westies killed a rat once. It was strange to watch, because neither had been trained to hunt. It was a fairly young rat I think, and had got inthe house and gone behind the sofa.
As a teen I got paid to clean out a barn for a guy that was moving. The loft had piles of old fiberglass insulation just full of rats. I don't know how many I pitchforked... that was grim work. I'd better be long gone before the rats inherit the earth.
I remember having to finish off a dying rat in the back yard, after the exterminators had been in. That was not fun.
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A dog covered in snow on Pen y Fan in Brecon National Park, Wales
I think it might be a Spaniel of some description!
Dognapped!
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This dog is an artist.
And he's kinda good:
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That's cause he's more black than white, they're naturals. :rolleyes:
I laughed and laughed. So very dog.
I'll never, EVER, see a greyhound without thinking of this stool/chair/assprop/thing.
Hey look, these cars came with pupholders.
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I'll take the tiny French Bulldog. I'll name him Sluggo.
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I'll take the incorrectly coloured cartoon raccoon
Or the French Bulldog - or indeed the Great Dane
super bowl special
Personal foul, facemask, unnecessary roughness, gloating, 15 yards.
Damn dog! He's always stealing someone's shoe...GAH!!
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Dat would be a hyena. A relative, but distant.
In my experience, distant relatives are the best kind.
:D
In my experience, distant relatives are the best kind
Only when they send you lovely prizes.
I'd take a cup of tea from a rellie who lives in the same town by preference.
Loved the child and dog.
I so knew what was going to happen (given the thread) but it still surprised me into a laugh hard enough to startle the poor old gent on the PC next to me.
This is Jagger. Jagger is proving a bit of a headache for the RSPCA – he’s the biggest rescue dog they’ve ever had to find a home for.
The great Great Dane weighs 12 stone (168lbs/80kg), which is about the same weight as a 50cc Longjia scooter, or a family of 12 pugs, or 2,285 Creme Eggs.
Jagger also consumes almost 1kg of food every day.
While staff at the charity acknowledge that the three-year-old will need someone with a lot of space, and a generous food budget, to take him in, this big pup has an even bigger heart.
The RSPCA took him in after he was found tied to a lamp post, underweight and covered in sores.
‘Jagger is probably the biggest dog we’re ever had in – and we’ve been open for 50 years,’ said Liz Wood, assistant manager of the Millbrook Animal Centre in Chobham, Surrey, adding: ‘He really is a gentle giant. He’s a lovely docile and friendly boy.’
Metro
Daily Mirror (Includes video)
Where does he sleep?
Anywhere he likes!
It takes two people with leashes to walk him!
Not unless you want him to go someplace other than where he wants to go. ;)
Jagger also consumes almost 1kg of food every day
They don't mention the canine miracle, the ability to transform a pound of food into two pounds of poop.
A lullaby that actually works:
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I want to know which paper printed that. But it looks like it says "Advertisement" at the top of the article. So some awesome person paid to run that in the paper.
singing pups to sleep is so adorable!
This
one is just as cute, mostly because I am partial to boxers.
I haven't quite gotten the method of posting the actual video yet. Sorry.
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The mail must go through...
Cliff-diving Jack Russell in Malta
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Collies, man. They're basically made of springs.
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She's just trying to give up cigars. ;)
Faithful guardians of the home...
Hahahahahahaha. That's brilliant.
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I hate him for having more fun than I've had in... I don't remember, probably since the first time I found a girl who agreed to have sex. :haha:
Hmm... I smell an April Fool. :eyebrow:
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If I ever get a dog....
They skateboard, they jump on trampolines, they bite the rain.... They are party animals.
Remember
Earl The Grumpy Puppy?
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Some dogs live high on the hog...
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Very easy choice. And I ain't even a dog person.:wolf:
Can I trade the dog in for a cat?
Nope, the cat already has nine lives. :p:
Then I'll take the free groceries.
Then I'll take the free groceries.
OK, but no pet food.
OK, but no pet food.
That's OK I get my cat food from the Vet.
Dog Is My Copilot.
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How to fool a finicky dog into eating:
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Farming friends have had a succession of Border Collies over the years and I know them to be intelligent, energetic and enthusiastic dogs.
I suppose that I shouldn't be surprised that this chap made his way home from another farm 240 miles away.
It appears that he did the journey under his own steam and nothing has emerged in the past couple of weeks to suggest otherwise.
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A sheepdog originally from a farm in Ceredigion appears to have made the 240-mile solo journey back to its birthplace from its new home in Cumbria.
Pero, a four-year-old working sheepdog, escaped from Cockermouth on 8 April only to reappear on the doorstep of Alan and Shan James's farm near Aberystwyth a fortnight later.
His previous owners have no idea how he found his way back.
They now plan to keep Pero.
Mrs James said: "The farmer in Cockermouth was looking for a dog that could round sheep and follow a quad bike, and we thought Pero would be ideal for the job.
"We told the farmer to take him away and see if he'd be willing to work for him on his farm up north. And so Pero left us at the beginning of March."
But it seems Pero would not settle in his new home, and while out working on the farm, he bolted across the fields.
"We'd been told that Pero had disappeared, and was nowhere to be seen " said Mrs James, who lives with their five children on the sheep farm in Penrhyncoch.
"But then, last Wednesday evening, April 20, my husband Alan went out to check on the animals after supper and there was Pero on our doorstep.
"It was a bit of a shock, and the dog was going crazy after seeing Alan.
"No-one called us to say that they'd dropped the dog off, and even though he has a microchip no-one's been in touch either to say that they've found him.
"It's a total mystery as to how Pero has managed to find his way back to us. We know that dogs can find their way home, but 240 miles is a long way to travel."
Now the family wish to find out if anybody has had an unfamiliar black and white sheepdog calling around looking for food at any time over the past two weeks.
"When he came back, he wasn't hungry or weak, so he must have managed to find food somewhere. He must have stopped in places along the way," she said.
BBC LinkBorder Collies are smart as hell and easily bored. So if your don't amuse them they'll amuse themselves, and you probably won't like it. :haha:
Huskies are just smartasses.
"perro" is Spanish for "dog"
but
"pero" is Spanish for "fault" or "defect".
But it seems Pero would not settle in his new home, and while out working on the farm, he bolted across the fields.
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Farming friends have had a succession of Border Collies over the years and I know them to be intelligent, energetic and enthusiastic dogs.
I suppose that I shouldn't be surprised that this chap made his way home from another farm 240 miles away.
It appears that he did the journey under his own steam and nothing has emerged in the past couple of weeks to suggest otherwise.
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Some dogs just know where they belong.
Animal charity Blue Cross has started to fundraise using dogs that wear coats that handle contactless donations from mobile phones.
The first dogs to join the Tap Dogs team are Smudge the golden Labrador; Maverick the border collie; Cherry the lurcher, Ralph the old English sheepdog cross and Rosie the chocolate Labrador.
They are helping to fundraise at the charity’s public events across the country. Their contactless devices accept donations of £2.
A Blue Cross staff member said:
“Using a dog coat, we’ve sewn a pocket into it that holds the contactless payment device. Each time we tap the donation device it gives a £2 payment to Blue Cross”.
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The dogs have worn coats before and the device only makes a small bleep so the charity is confident that the activity will not distress the dogs.
The staff member added:
“We really like the idea of our events dogs that are lucky and loved in their homes to help dogs and other pets that are less fortunate.
So hopefully members of the public will come along and pat our dogs and tap to make a donation to Blue Cross”.
All of the Tap Dogs are behaviour-assessed Blue Cross event dogs, owned by volunteers.
They regularly visit events and schools to raise awareness of many different aspects of pet welfare but they have never before had the chance to play such a direct role in helping the charity raise funds.
Blue Cross claims that its Tap Dogs are “the world’s first canine fundraisers”.
The technology used to take contactless payment is PayPal Here. The device can only be activated by the volunteers and will only work when the chosen payment card is pressed up against the card reader; chip and pin, and swipe options are available, and volunteers can also provide receipts and issue refunds if required.
Link.
BBC Report
Charities in the UK have taken a bit of a battering in recent years as a number seem to have lost their way.
Many seem to be big businesses rather than charitable institutions and Chief Executives are often paid extremely generous salaries.
Fund raising can be aggressive to say the least and unfortunately good, well run organisations are suffering from public disillusionment with the guilty parties.
Drumming up financial support is a continual battle and I hope that this initiative is successful.
Who can resist a pleading look from a Labrador or Border Collie? :)
When I was raising money for the LAA I came across some horror stories of unscrupulous charity activities. I was working for a really good firm that go out of their way to make sure that the good name of the charity on whose behalf they are working is not sullied by shady practice or pushiness. But, I know from colleagues who'd worked elsewhere in the sector that this was quite unusual. Like, for instance, we were always told, not to ask more than three times, and don't pursue thatmany times if you got the impression the potential donor was getting annoyed. We were absolutely not to pursue if we had any suspicion that we were dealing with someone vulnerable. And if we'd made a call and someone had gone for it on a monthly direct debit donation, but we were concerned that there was something off kilter - like maybe that person had some form of mild dementia, then we were to tell our team leader straight away and they'd pull the call and listen to it. I had one like that - the guy was very willing and gave me al his details, but there was definitely something not right, so I told my team leader, and she listened to it, agreed with me and they cancelled the order. They sent details to the charity for them to write to the donor if they wanted to, but it never went through as a direct debit, and we removed the name from out call list.
I had another call where the lady seemed totally fine, really chirpy and friendly and as soon as I said where I was calling from, she said, 'oh yes! yes, love, I'll help' but when it came to her bank details she started to get a little confused about what was or was not a sort code or account number and said her daughter usually deals with all that. That was that - I thanked her and said I'd call some other time when her daughter was about and we took her name off the system
There's dog people, then there's DOG people.
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"So God Made A Dog"
God's particular gift to me, my visiting Labradog, is snoring at my side as I type.
He's now thirteen and age has caught up with him over the last year or so.
I hope that he can continue to enjoy life for a good while yet.
You do miss them when they go.
Yikes, scary. But 13 cases a year don't warrant any kind of panic.
No, it doesn't, but it's flag for vulnerable people to be careful of French kissing dogs and cats. I sent that link to one guy who told me every time he kisses his dogs they get sick.
You find out your best friend has cancer, what do you do?
Road trip!!
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what my dog would think if he had the capacity to think
One out of two people in this car LOVE THAT JOKE!
Full blooded derphound:
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The dog found what?!?!:eek:
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that takes "doggystyle" to entirely new depths. not to mention circumferences.
A revisit:
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I'd just like to say that after seeing this I feel really guilty every time I get up to pee in the middle of the night. Sorry Max, you blend into the carpet...
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There's some people who are never happy, and then there are sweet creatures like Pippa who need so little to be filled with joy. This darling canine in Brisbane, Australia, lives to fetch the mail from the postman, Martin Studer, and bring it back to her family. She loves doing this simple task so much that Martin has taken to writing her little letters on the days when there's no mail for him to deliver. After all, he wouldn't want to disappoint the old girl. Just look at those big, brown, imploring eyes:
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:smack:For the love of dog...
Excellent. Loving the dogness
Luckiest dog in the world...
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David Pupperfield? Hairy Blackstone? Dog Henning? Houndini?
:p:
Tha'll dew, dog, tha'll dew...
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Weimies are VERY intelligent dogs. I had one for years and he was almost human smart. He could open doors, the oven, turn on the kitchen water faucet (but not turn it off, natch) and escape from any and all restraint systems I used. Took him all of five minutes to figure out how to get out of his body harness that tethered him to a trolley run and take off exploring. He even once managed to distract me enough to run over and steal a cheesesteak I had just made but not yet tasted. He created a diversion! What a scamp!
I am not at all surprised that a dog known to be a champion counter-surfer is also a top notch escape artist.
Benny is in a battle of wits with a fox these days. He's licking his muddy paws as I type this. He is plotting the end of that rat bastard.
A few days ago, I had to say goodbye to Bruno, a Chocolate Labrador.
He wasn’t my dog, but I’d looked after him three days a week for several years and also when his owners were away on holiday.
We bonded well and he developed his own routines which he immediately adopted every time he stepped in through our front door.
He was intelligent, big hearted and in thrall to the extraordinary capacity of his digestive system, which got him into trouble on more than one occasion.
At Bruno’s own home there was a well established plum tree which unfailingly produced a huge crop every year. I once saw a plum fall from the tree right in front of his nose.
In one fluid and oft practiced move, he scooped it up, removed the flesh and spat out the stone. The trouble was, being a Labrador, he wasn’t content to leave things there.
Once, when no-one was about, he ate windfall plums until there were no more to be had. A while after, a gurgling stomach signalled that disaster was about to strike and he was ushered outside with seconds to spare.
Over the years both front legs were operated on for elbow dysplasia and he managed to rupture both cruciate ligaments at different times.
None of those procedures dimmed his spark for life or lessened his love of a good walk.
When he stayed here, he would unfailingly get me up at some ungodly hour so I could let him out for reasons of ‘personal comfort’.
Of course, when we both came back in, he was asleep in minutes and I was wide awake. He never did grasp the unfairness of that arrangement.
He was also an Olympic class snorer. In the middle of the night I would often hear him at the other end of the hall creating a fearsome racket.
How his own snores didn’t wake him up is beyond me.
Sadly, time eventually caught up with him and he became increasingly lame on one front leg. Both back legs rapidly weakened, and the time came when he had to be helped into the next world.
I was at the Vet’s to say goodbye to the old dog and held a front paw as he quietly slipped away.
He was 13½ which, for a Labrador, was a pretty good innings and he’d had a good life. I was still sad to see him go.
I keep expecting to see his huge domed head peering round the door or hearing the thump of his ever wagging tail beating against the furniture or wall.
Goodbye old chap. I miss you.
Dammit.
Beautiful dog.
Ya done good by him, though.
Shit, it's tough to lose a buddy. :cry:
Awe, what a beauty. So sorry. Damn its tough to lose a furry friend.
I know what a big part of your life Bruno was.
And I also know he adored you, simply from the stories you told.
Good dog, good life, good man.
Sorry for the pain.
What a great looking fellow. I'm sorry C. Treasure his memory.
Benny goes full footfootfoot on a whistlepig.
Careful there, Bennyboy.
Them whistlepigs can be meaner than shit.
When I was a kid our old dog got in a very bloody throw-down with a big woodchuck. Benny did this one without even a nick. He's a sneaky one.
I wish that there was a dog running for President, I'd vote for them.
I wish that there was a dog running for President, I'd vote for them.
'If you want a friend in Washington, get a dog'.
Sounds a good piece of advice. ;)
A candidate with class and grace...
A candidate with class and grace...
Concur
The dog in UT's post is Duke, a Great Pyrenees, and he was just elected mayor of Cormorant, Minnesota.
For the third time.
I love that meme.
I kinda like Minnesota's attitude.
I wish that there was a dog running for President, I'd vote for them.
Think Hillary was never on all fours?
tarheel
I don't think she's ever had that much fun.
Dog Literally Accidentally Stabs Her Human with Kitchen Knife
Accidentally? Yeah, I bet.
Look, people, when
the dogs turn on ya, shit's about to get real.
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Oh, yeah? Then why are you reading a book on how to be happy?
Dumb dog.
Who's a good doggie, you are, yes you are...
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Who's a good doggie, you are, yes you are...
[emoji7] sorry I missed this.
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Ricochet is a good girl, yes she is!!!
Hilarious dog.
Brilliant.
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I'm not a herd animal, so the annual fuss about the Christmas ad from John Lewis (UK department store) generally passes me by.
However, being a dedicated dog man, this year's offering caught my attention.
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I'd buy a trampoline for the back garden if it diverted Badgers away from digging up the lawn. :thepain:
That's a winner. :thumb2:
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Awesome.
I'd trade half Andy's hops for half of Buster's brains.
I used to work for the John Lewis Partnership, so I'm biased.
But whoever they employ to do their adverts is doing sterling work. There are some amazing window displays already in Leeds, but something you can see on your own (or the library's) 'puter is so effective.
This is way better than the bear one, although I like the song less.
Extreme joy in... 3 ...2 ...1 ...
Dogs, even cows like 'em...
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"See? I told ya we could do it. Now, lets go find a trench coat!"
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Now your dog can be a watchdog... :lol:
I sent that ad to a friend. She responded, Sam would eat it. :lol:
This is a great idea, not just for dogs, but any pets.
That's a great idea. Awesome, actually.
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This English Setter had a close shave after straying too close to a wild stallion in Wyoming.
The dog’s owner, Rob Palmer, 63, photographed the incident, which thankfully saw two-year-old Maggie unharmed, while the pair were falcon hunting for sage-grouse.
This is a great idea, not just for dogs, but any pets.
My mum had a note of who would care for her dogs if she died pinned to her kitchen noticeboard for the last several years of her life.
Sent by magic.
this is Angie a deer head Chihuahua giving birth to her second yesterday morning. The first is a blonde male and the black one is female.
tarheel
eight titties for two puppies? I swear the pups look bigger all ready.
tarheel
I swear the pups look bigger all ready.
They'll do that, but, in your case, not for long.;)
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Life was good until that damn kitten came along...
That is one resentful-looking doggeh, right there.
And, that is one cute little girl.
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There's probably something in that particular line of thought...
Don't let this dog stay overnight with your significant other.
tarheel
Bad dogs, bad bad dogs... :eyebrow:
OMG! Bad doggehs! No cookies!
PSA - Don't leave your dogs in a car unattended. grrr.
Time to get a new dog.
Your PSA? around here dogs go inside *everywhere*. Grocery stores, doctor's office, the DMV, pot shops, restaurants, bars, pubs, you fucking name it.
I'm a dog person. I love dogs, I love my dogs. I am not so keen on your little wolf pack of Yorkshire terriers dragging you through the meat section at Safeway. Or letting mama's little darling ride in the basket at Fred Meyer's. .
That shit is gross.
I don't want them to be endangered in a hot car, of course. And I don't want the poop molecules from their newest best friend transferred to my hands from the grocery cart. Fuck that.
Yeah, I'd prefer ppl not take their dogs/pets into my grocery store.
Pets have a grocery store just for them, take them there. It's called Petsmart.
Leave them at home. Buncha dirty hippies out there on the left coast. ;)
OK, there's some jiggery pokery with the camera here, but he's still a BIG lad.
Freddy, an 18-month-old great Dane, is thought to be Britain’s biggest dog.
He was the runt of his litter but, after a growth spurt, he has been measured at 7ft 4in (2.24m) on his hind legs by owner Claire Stoneman, pictured with him at home in Southend-on-Sea, Essex.
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No item of furniture will be safe while he's in the house.
I'd like to hear him bark. :eek:
I would hate for him to pee on my bike tire. Probably cover the windshield and seat. Might even create a piss sinkhole and it would consume my Harley.
tarheel
You're worrying for nothing, man, cause after he pees on it, it's *his* bike.
Including dogs and people, I know an example of each of those female names, and 7 of the male names.
Shoot, that was for the cat thread, can this post be moved there or deleted?
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Shoot, that was for the cat thread, can this post be moved there or deleted?
Motion granted!
A guy walks into a bar with a dog. As they sit down at the counter, the bartender tells them, that no dogs are allowed. The dog looks up and says, "I don't see any sign posted about dogs."
To which the bartender looks at them both and exclaims "Hey! You can talk! This is wild! I'm buying you both a beer".
They both thank him and proceed to enjoy their libation.
After awhile, the man excuses himself to go to the bathroom and the bartender leans over the bar and asks the dog if he'll "go over to the 7-11 across the street and ask for change from a $20 to buy a newspaper. He tells the dog that his friend across the street would get a kick out of it. In return, he'll buy beers for the both of them for the rest of the day and keep the $20 for his trouble.
The dog agrees and taking the $20 in his mouth, walks out of the bar.
When the man comes out of the bathroom, he asks where his dog has gone and panics when he is told the dog has gone outside without him.
He runs outside and begins to cross the street when he hears a sound in the alley next to the bar. When he turns into the alley, he discovers his dog humping a French Poodle. Shock, the man looks to his dog and says "Rex, how could you? You've NEVER done anything like this before!"
The dog looks up at him and says "Frankly, I've never had $20 before!"
Teach your kids how to make a dog...
I'm not sure that's a real dog.
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Dog and cat hospital ambulance... well, shuttle anyway. :)
Damn, that one dog is huge!
That's why it's outside instead of in the back. They had to put a collar and harness on it to keep it from getting away.
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Dog's perspective...
I love this interpretation, both as 1) someone who has raised litters of dogs from birth (bottle feeding, the whole nine yards) and become fascinated with the convergence of dog/human psychology (the short answer on the science is, "yes" they have human emotions), and 2) a lifelong Tolkien fan, obsessed with viewing the world through the conceptual lens that Middle Earth represents a real time and place (and the short answer on the science is, "yes" multiple humanoid species coexisted along with megafauna, within a timeframe which is realistic for an oral tradition to have survived in some form).
In the "dog's perspective" interpretation, Middle Earth is happening right now, with intelligent, emotionally connected animals serving in place of alternate humanoid species. Humans are the immortal elves, dogs are the humans.
Morning walk with my besty.
It was nice of Besty to get up early and take you out for some fresh air. ;)
Carrot's been pissed off with me this week - just for about half an hour when I get back. I'm on late shift - and he apparently starts to get really unsettled from about 7pm - and then when I get to Ma's he's like dead pleased to see me and also really narked I went away:P So his tails going and he can't get close enough, but he's also muttering and grabbing my sleeve :P
What made me think about this though is that gorgeous pic. The upside of the late shift is that I get to take him a proper walk in the morning.
You mean he gets to take you for a proper walk. ;)
They're not asking for much. We can give them that. As elves we have nothing but time. :)
Ain't nuthin lackin when you're cadillac-in
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Absolutely, cats and dogs can live together peacefully and usually do. But cats will take advantage at every opportunity, shysters that they are. :lol:
With dogs, just like people, it's the few bad ones that ruin it for everyone else:
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Who's a good dog? They all are.
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Impressive. I wonder what the reaction would have been if somewhere during her recitation she started with "... Dasher... Dancer... Donner... Sleepy... Dopey... Kizzy.... Bozo... Siri... ".
On the other hand, probably not good to mess with a pack of smart dogs.
Smart dogs.
I noticed they were all border collie/cattle dog-looking doggehs.
Almost a dozen of those might be a handful.
I gots another doggeh.
But I no can take care of her.
Anyone interested in a collie/lab mongrel, about six or seven years old, no obvious health problems, needing only a good bath, a few ticks removed (I got most of em and the rest are dead but dug in good and proper) and a loving home?
Dog was found trotting along the Creek Turnpike in OK, late at night, in a storm. I just couldn't leave such a lovely dog to take her chances, so she is temporarily joining Bongo and I on our continuing adventure. Much to Bongo's displeasure.
She is well-behaved but will steal food if you turn your back. She got me for a piece of chicken the other night. :/
Why, oh why do people not invest a few measly dollars in a collar and ID tags? Or even a microchip? I would have gladly returned her to her owners. I really must take a few pictures to share.
UPDATE: another driver here has expressed an interest in her. Fingers crossed that he wants her.
That would be cool, much easier for you. :thumb:
Pet dog protecting pet squirrel from pet cat:
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Nope. He left sans dog.
No local shelters have room, only the SPCA, which is tantamount to a death sentence.
I guess I have to keep her a while longer and hope for another shot at my friend in CA.
A slip cover for your Dachsund!
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I'm thinking that bottom one looks like a cocker poo - or other poo variant.
The dog world is being slowly converted entirely to poo.*
* this is not a complaint - it is highly likely my future canine companion (on the inevitable day which will nonetheless never happen! ) will be a cocker poo.
For teensy dogs, I kinda like the
pomahuahua.
For teensy dogs, spit roasted, or stewed with carrots, potatoes, onions, and several types of beans. :haha:
For teensy dogs, I kinda like the pomahuahua.
That's an awesome combo....smart,funny and totally loyal.
Jailbreak!
His name is General, but his prison name is Houdini.
Hey, ya put enough knobs in yer mouth, ya can get outta almost anywhere.
National Geographic has what they believe are the first ever pictures of the elusive Short Eared Dog of the Peruvian jungles, with her pups.
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My cats didn't care for this puppy, but it turns out he puts out a lot of heat.
L-R is Sally and Jo Jo.
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Thats a cat, and a rat. Get a real dog.
Jo Jo...the name's bigger than the dog!
Grandmadigr The Elder had chihuahuas all my life til she got to old to take care of them. Some are okay, but, I think most chihuahuas are born bitter old men.
they do seem to have a lot to prove.
I got my Mom's Chihuahua after she died and Toto was loyal, smart, and protective without being obnoxious. She rode with me for two years and was a good companion.
I always wanted a go-with-me-everywhere pet.
Chihuahuas are cracking little dogs. Bags of character and most of them have absolutely no clue that they're tiny.
One of Carrot's favourite dogs in the village is a Chihuahua - Toby. And he is fearless.
My fav small dog video:
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Also, the two Js have a chihuahua cross of some kind that they inherited off his sister - he's a sweetie - but will go toe to toe with any other four legged animal regardless of size.
His name is Colin.
Move along folks, nothing to see here. Just a man scratching his weiner:
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Teasing the dog...
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Loading cattle off the road with Brick and Dan:
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"Dat's Snoop! Dat's my dawg!"
Dog, not dawg.
Brick and Dan do all the work then have to ride in that bumpy smelly trailer. Not fair I tells ya.
If you're going to have a guard dog, get a badass guard dog.
If he was a badass, he wouldn't need the gun.
He's a big shweetie!
A big, very well-armed shweetie.
There is/was a place in NH training them to carry machine guns.
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Loves me some boxer pix!
Bongo agrees.
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Doggie pic dump:
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More heroic bigger.
The story.
Good boy, Storm!
Looks to me like he thought he found himself a cool toy.
Dog on porch swing. His other talent is dog on bed.
Such a sweet babeeeeee....
Dude has skill. Cute enough.
His ears finally stood up months after his sister's ears. One was up then a month later the other. I should have gotten pictures of that, but most of the time I am not too bright.
Speaking of ears, this [strike]fellow[/strike] gal, is lookin' a little dog-eared:
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Gorgeous dog. I bet she is a flea magnet.
Here's a pic of my buddy's dog Crash's heart. We were fond of saying 'Crash has a heart on. His hip.'. Say that out loud. It's fun. I called him 'Specklebelly'.
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Sadly, doggeh no more.:(
This is my spot.
~Sheldon Cooper
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We have that EXACT same chair! lol
I think someone else in here has one, too.
Glatt, maybe?
Imma have to go see my parents and take a pic.. lol
Go see your parents.
Nevermind the chair.:)
yeh, see 'em all the time. Truly Blessed in that regard. Just booked another MN pike fishing trip for next month with my father and brother.
Get a Husky, they said:
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From the vid description:
For licensing/usage, please email [email]licensing@rumble.com[/email]
This is how Colt a Weim/Lab is trained to block my head during a seizure, because I have a TBI it is very dangerous for me to hit my head, I can literally die if I hit my head really bad again. This is only a reenactment, this is NOT a real seizure. And no of course I'm not really hitting my head in this video. This is just us keeping up with his training, I have to test him on everything that he knows often to make sure he still does it all reliably. He is trained to do this in a certain way that keeps both him and me safe, he will not get hurting doing this the way he has been trained to. I'm not actually there during a seizure so I would not be able to know if he did his job right or not. The middle video is basically a blooper, I laughed so hard, the floor was super slippery and he had a hard time getting his body under my 10lb head. The important thing that makes me super proud is that he never stops trying. He always looks back to make sure I am safe and keeps trying till I am. I am so blessed to have him. He has saved my life in many ways.
▪️ Frequently Asked Questions▪️
Q: What breed is Colt?
A: Weimaraner/English Labrador
Q: Where did I get Colt?
A: Colt was hand picked from a litter by a behavioralist and myself.
Q: Who Trained Colt?
A: Colt was owner trained by myself.
Q: How did I train Colt?
A: I have many years of experience training military K9's.
Q: How long did it take to train him?
A: Training never really stops but he was considered a fully trained service dog after a little over a year and a half.
Q: How does Colt alert to seizures?
A: Seizure alert Can Not be trained, it's a natural instinct, the dog can ether do it or it can't.
Q: How long do I have before a seizure or pass out spell when Colt alerts?
A: For seizures I have anywhere from 30mins-2hours, most times it's enough time to take medication to prevent the seizure. For pass out spells, I have about 15mins.
Q: What type of diet is Colt on?
A: We follow a Prey Model Raw PMR and Frankenprey diet. This is a raw diet including 80% muscle meat, 10% meaty bones, and 10% organs. No vegetables included in meals.
Here is some good information on it ➡️
http://primalpooch.com/prey-model-vs-...
❤️Follow Colt❤️
Instagram➡️
http://Instagram.com/servicedogcolt
⬇️ Watch More From Service Dog Colt ⬇️
Colt Alert's to a Seizure ➡️ https://youtu.be/Gn7kwWpUFFw
Colt responding to a pass out spell ➡️ https://youtu.be/6_XTF_iQk3o
Colt getting my Meds ➡️ https://youtu.be/q0dDGfRYqyU
Colt blocks my head during a seizure ➡️ https://youtu.be/RzTCPpE7_II
My TBI (Trumatic brain injury) Story ➡️ https://youtu.be/5erlQMWgZqk
From Bacefook:
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Wait till Pacino finds out the scent of a woman leads to a vanilla cone. :blush:
Now, this is the drug sniffing dog I want:
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Oh somebody give that dog a scooby snack!
Bootsy kills the flies, and Chloe eats them.
Don't worry about the dog he's too fat to get by that gate.
An Afghan swimming under water. There's a
short video.
The twitter thread thinks it's CGI
Whosoever putteth together that fake clip has never seen a dog swim and has no knowledge of how dogs are put together.
Also, it appears to be an Afghan hound with a nose the length of a pug's.
It's the internet, the place of distraction and entertainment, any factual information is purely coincidental. :yesnod:
Happy dogs...
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Single wheel *to the right*, where it should be.
FTFY
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Mali, a Belgian Malinois, was injured three times by grenades, and hoisted up the outside of a building multiple times, but still managed to do his job.
Army dog wins ‘animal Victoria Cross’ for Taliban counterattack
Mali & his trainer, Cpl Daniel Hatley:
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The PDSA Dickin Medal:
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Good boy.
And then there's Sadie:facepalm::
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Bobbie Dogs in training...
♪ ♫I woke up in a Soho doorway♪ ♫
♪ ♫A policedog knew my name♪ ♫
♪ ♫He said "Rowf rowf rowf rowf rowf rowf rowf♪ ♫
♪ ♫Rowf rowf rowf rowf rowf rowf rowf rowf!"♪ ♫
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Art Hound: Meet the Adorable Puppy That’s Helping the MFA Boston Protect and Preserve Its Collection
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File this one under “news of the adorable”: The latest staff member at the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, is Riley, a 12-week-old Weimaraner puppy. The institution hopes his impressive olfactory skills can be harnessed to detect insects and bugs, to prevent infestations that might threaten the preservation of museum objects.
Riley belongs to Nicki Luongo, the museum’s head of Protective Services and will work with the MFA on a volunteer basis, reports the Boston Globe. As part of a new pilot program, he’ll be trained to inspect museum objects, sitting down in front of them if he smells moths or other bugs, which can cause damage, especially to textile, wood, or other organic materials.
“Pests are an ongoing concern for museums,” Katie Getchell, chief brand officer and deputy director of the Museum of Fine Arts, told the Globe. “If it is something that works, it’s something that other museums, or other libraries, or other places that collect materials that are susceptible to any kind of infestation like that could use as another line of defense.”
As far as the MFA knows, it is the only institution to add the art-world equivalent of a bomb-sniffing dog to its protocols for keeping bugs in check. (Another new program, K-9 Artifact Finders, from the Penn Museum, Penn Vet Working Dog Center, and Red Arch Cultural Heritage Law and Policy Research, is currently training four dogs to help US customs officers sniff out ancient artifacts, in order to detect stolen and smuggled objects, reports the Daily Pennsylvanian.)
“We use an integrated pest management approach, which means that we do not use pesticides but rather address the symptoms that cause the presence of pests—including pests’ opportunity to enter and leave the building; their food source; and the climate conditions that support their ability to survive,” a representative of the museum told artnet News of existing protective efforts in an email.
“New objects entering the building carrying pests are the most common means of their introduction, and we make every attempt to quarantine, monitor and, if necessary, treat objects as they enter,” she added. “If Riley can be trained to detect the presence of pests either hidden from view or prior to their becoming established, he would be a wonderful addition to the tools available to us.”
As a Weimaraner, Riley is a good choice for the MFA. The American Kennel Club cites the breed’s “ability to work with great speed and endurance in the field,” while Weimaraner Rescue of the South notes that they are “very hardy, with a good sense of smell, and a passionate worker.”
Sadly, for museum-going art lovers, floppy-eared Riley, as cute as he is, will be working almost entirely behind the scenes, leaving little opportunity for interaction with visitors.
The article and more photos at this
LINK.
I've no experience of the breed but my cousin who was a police dog handler was not impressed by it.
He was allocated a Weimaraner and at some point in the training process it attacked him.
As he said to me a few months back 'I've got the scars to prove it'.
Awwwwwww. I came in here to post a dog vid, but now I'm just gazing at the Art Hound.
I love Weims. Stunning dogs. There's one lives nearby called Polo and he is a total gent. They're really big and solid dogs. But very. very graceful. They're deceptively graceful and sculpted - much bigger up close than you think they're going to be.
Awwwwwww. I came in here to post a dog vid, but now I'm just gazing at the Art Hound.
I love Weims. Stunning dogs. There's one lives nearby called Polo and he is a total gent. They're really big and solid dogs. But very. very graceful. They're deceptively graceful and sculpted - much bigger up close than you think they're going to be.
I think that my cousin was just unfortunate with his experience of the breed.
I Emailed the Art Hound link to a friend who does a bit of dog sitting from time to time as I know that she had a Weimaraner on her books at one point.
She has very similar views to yours but said that her particular charge 'had legs that got in his way'. :)
Oh! Dog with the biscuit on his nose. I never managed to persuade Carrot to do that trick. But Pilau was the champ at biscuit balancing - followed by the flip it into the air and catch it in his mouth trick.
Ahhh - that gave me a sweet little trip down memory lane to see my first boy. He was a great dog.
He's never gotten to the flip in the air. Could be he's too concerned with Aife stealing a miss. I had some anticipatory sadness about our aging rates the other day... I've had great and notorious dogs but this boy is really special.
He is gorgeous.Those eyes. Goddamn.
Morning ski today wit da boy.
Army dog Chips gets PDSA Dickin medal for bravery during invasion of Sicily
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A US army dog who ambushed a machinegun post in the Second World War and met Winston Churchill has been posthumously awarded the equivalent of the Victoria Cross.
More than seven decades after his life-saving charge up a beach during the invasion of Sicily, Chips, a Husky-German Shepherd cross, was recognised with a PDSA Dickin Medal in London yesterday.
The dog and his handler, Private John Rowell, were in a platoon that landed ashore under the cover of darkness on July 10, 1943, as part of Operation Husky.
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Chips landed on a beach in Sicily with his handler, Private John Rowell, before charging the machine gun post.
The US soldiers were immediately attacked by an enemy machinegun team hidden in a nearby hut. As they dived for cover, Chips broke free from his lead. He rushed at the hut “with ferocious intent” and entered despite the barrage of gunfire, according to Private Rowell’s account.
The dog grabbed at the machinegun by the barrel and pulled it off its mount. “There was an awful lot of noise and the firing stopped,” his handler said. “Then I saw one soldier come out of the door with Chips at his throat. I called him off before he could kill the man.” Three other enemy soldiers emerged with their hands up. Chips was treated for a scalp wound and powder burns.
Details of his heroics were uncovered by Robin Hutton, a history writer. She nominated him for the medal. “The various efforts made by his regiment to decorate Chips for his actions sadly failed, so I am utterly thrilled that he has been awarded the PDSA Dickin Medal,” she said.
Chips was also a sentry at the Casablanca conference in Morocco in January 1943, at which Churchill and Franklin D Roosevelt mapped out the war’s next phase, and he met both leaders.
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Chips’s medal was accepted by John Wren from New York, whose family donated him to the war effort, and Ayron, a military working dog.
Jan McLoughlin, the director general of PDSA, the animal charity, said Chips was a “very deserving, heroic dog” who was recruited from a family in 1942, then deployed during the Second World War and who “undoubtedly” saved military lives.
“It has taken over seven decades but Chips can now finally take his place in the history books as one of the most heroic dogs to serve with the US army,” she said.
The medal was awarded at the Churchill War Rooms. John Wren, 76, whose father donated Chips to the war effort, was four when the dog returned home, a day he remembers vividly. He travelled from his home in Long Island, New York, for the presentation. “If you look at what he did, it was pretty unbelievable,” he said.
Chips is the 70th recipient of the medal. Since its creation in 1943 it has been won by 32 other dogs, 32 Second World War messenger pigeons, four horses and a cat.
The Times. If the pay wall gets in the way, there's an alternative here:
Stars and Stripes.
PDSA Dickin Medal. Please take a few minutes to read the Roll of Honour.
Morning ski today wit da boy.
And he's never ever said, I'm too tired, or not tonight I have a headache. :headshake
To be fair, Pete went along as well.
http://www.kansascity.com/news/nation-world/article195743044.html
These dogs begged to be let outside. Then they saved a woman from freezing to deathI used to have a Weimie. Very intelligent but clumsy dog. His name is Toby. His greatest claim to fame is that he is a great escape artist. He can open doors, unlatch dog crates, slip leashes and harnesses and even got through (not under or over mind you) my brand new "dog proof" double-layered fence within one hour. And he also had quite an affinity for very fresh chicken, courtesy of my neighbor's chicken flock.
I really was outmatched by the Weim. He was too intelligent and too active for my family, but he was a rescue and no one was able to truly handle his needs, so he stayed. It was a daily challenge to keep him occupied and exercised yet under control.
My ex has him now. Best of luck to her with that one! I wish I had a decent picture of him to share. I don't know how to post a picture from the new version of dropbox, but here is a
link to a pic of Toby and Bongo.
Sometimes a difficult dog is its own reward. I loved my hound Willy, but he could be a real asshole a loyal asshole but still an asshole.
Yeah. Pilau was an awesome dog - but he was a nightmare to walk - a true asshole out side the house :P
Carrot's an easy dog to walk, but he can be very hard work in other ways. He is the most contrary hound at times.
Right now he is snoozing on my bed. All four paws in the air.
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As a kid, we had a Weimaraner. His name was Apollo. I spent a lot of time reading as a kid, I thought that would be a cool name. As for the energy level of the animal, all these stories point in the same, right direction. Strong, enthusiastic, unsatisfied to be at rest, Apollo once escaped from the basement through, "not over or under", the basement window. As far as we can tell, he just just jumped through the window and went on to visit the neighborhood.
He was fast too. The only way we could recover him was for me to be in the back seat of our little Fiat 125 as my Dad drove through the neighborhood. When we saw him, Dad slowed down and I opened the door and called him. The dog would lope over to the car, leap in the backseat, and Dad drove us home.
We'd have to do this when he pulled up that big corkscrew stake you augered into the ground. That dog loved our home, he came back to it so many times... Just to be have another chance to leave again. Great dog, should come with disclaimer "Don't fence me in".
Go on, it's worth a couple of minutes of your time.
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Observations..
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Ehrmahgerd!!!!!
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I wonder if it does requests?
Something by Bach, perhaps. Better still Offenbach. :3eye:
Performed by lap dogs, or as I call them 'yap dogs', I'd prefer something akin to Cage's
4'33".
:)
OK, so you've brought this stick home, now what are you going to do with it?
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My late lamented Black Lab was very adept at sorting out the large stick small gap problem.
There is a nearby path with concrete bollards at the end to stop road vehicles and he would just tilt his head to one side so one end of the stick was higher than the bollard and would sail through without breaking step.
My late lamented Black Lab was very adept at sorting out the large stick small gap problem.
Carrot is similarly adept. And he has total focus once he has taken charge of a stick - he has a very clear goal in mind.
There are worse ways of dealing with stress, life, the universe and everything. :)
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:eek: Glad I never had to leave a message like
that for one of my pet-sitting clients!
Dear god, tell me that's a replica bag and not a carrying case. :facepalm:
Somebody done got deyself a doggie gimp!
Or kitteh gimp, maybe.
A champion dog in B.C.'s Shuswap region is turning heads for its ability to do everything from roast hot dogs to clean kitchen floors.
Morgan — a six-year-old purebred Newfoundland — started training at just 10 weeks old.
"She has a number of tricks she does, she can cook hotdogs on fires, she can get beverages out of coolers, she can go in the fridge and get a beer for me ... and she vacuums," said Morgan's owner, Dean Edwards of Sunnybrae, near Salmon Arm, B.C.
Morgan will even close the fridge door behind her and throw away empty cans when you're finished drinking, Edwards says.
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The Newfoundland, now there's a dog and a half.
Lord Byron certainly thought the world of his.
Near this Spot
are deposited the Remains of one
who possessed Beauty without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferocity,
and all the virtues of Man without his Vices.
This praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery
if inscribed over human Ashes,
is but a just tribute to the Memory of
Boatswain, a Dog
who was born in Newfoundland May 1803
and died at Newstead Nov. 18th, 1808
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Epitaph to a dog.I had a newfie border collie mix who was quite amazing. 165 lbs of gentle smart.
That would be a brilliant dog.
I can hear him now... [SIZE="4"]"EXERCISE ME, SEYMOUR!"[/SIZE]
*snort*
"Exercise me allllll night long!"
Always border collie. Benny is working on catching the cheese that he holds on his nose.
And if he runs out, he'll order some delivered from Amazon with your credit card. :lol:
BCs are smarter than that, they will hit the "subscribe" button on the Amazon product page. :lol:
Auto delivery cheeses may result in fewer terrified UPS drivers.
Mum emailed me this photo of Carrot yesterday while I was at work
She'd taken Carrot and Nellie to the woods - it was snowy and Carrot's feet got all snowbally - he started crying and lifting up a paw.
Mum got them both back home, dried Nellie - melted, then dried Carrot
and this was him about 15 minutes later, in a deep sleep on her sofa.
...and this was him about 15 minutes later, in a deep sleep on her sofa.
The ability of a dog to fall asleep, almost at will, is one I envy.
The Chocolate Lab who was a frequent guest would arrive in my room at about 0530 and demand to be let out.
We'd go out into the front garden where he would fulfill his obligations, usually in the middle of the lawn, and then amble back to his bed.
He'd be asleep within about thirty seconds and I remained wide awake for what was left of the night.
I can't help but think that he had the better end of the deal. :rolleyes:
Actually, he was a great dog and I do miss the old boy.
[COLOR="Red"](1)[/COLOR] I can't help but think that he had the better end of the deal. :rolleyes:
[COLOR="red"](2)[/COLOR] Actually, he was a great dog and I do miss the old boy.
[COLOR="red"](2)[/COLOR] is why you allowed him [COLOR="red"](1)[/COLOR]. :D
Actually, he was a great dog and I do miss the old boy.
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Dogs tend to do daft things by accident.
People tend to do daft things by design.
It's easy to forgive dogs. ;)
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Fangs for your help
Vets had to use a hacksaw to remove a plastic ball that had become wedged in the teeth of a German pointer.
Eight-month-old Helga had two bottom teeth stuck fast.
Owner Kate Wright, 25, found the dog whining in her home in Brighouse, Calderdale, W Yorks.
LinkOhhh that's just up the road from me.
Ohhh that's just up the road from me.
From the Brighouse Echo...
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Helga after the operation
Brave pup escapes injury after emergency procedure with hacksaw
The owner of a puppy who needed an emergency procedure with a hacksaw is warning fellow dog lovers to be aware of the potential dangers their pets’ favourite toys can pose. Helga, an eight-month-old German Pointer, became extremely distressed when she got the toy stuck in her mouth while trying to retrieve a treat from inside it.
Vets had to cut the ball apart with a hacksaw to free Helga, as even after she was sedated they were unable to remove it by hand. Helga’s owner Kate Wright, of Brighouse, said her ordeal was an important lesson to pet owners that they need to monitor their animals when they’re playing with their toys. Kate, who rushed Helga to Calder Vets’ 24/7 animal hospital in Dewsbury for treatment just before midnight, said: “She was playing with the ball with Meeka and could obviously smell something inside it, so she got her teeth on the edge of it and tried to spin the disc which opens the hole in the ball. “Instantly I could tell she was trapped. She was running around crying and bumping into things, which caused her to panic.
“I was so grateful to Calder. I have always been with them with my dogs and Helga was really well looked after. I think people need to be aware of the dangers some toys can pose. It was lucky that I was there, it could have been a lot worse.” Apart from some minor injuries Helga was quickly back home and is no worse off for her ordeal. Veterinary nurse Becki Smith, who helped care for Helga on the night, said: “Helga was quite distressed and tired when she arrived, so she had to be sedated for us to remove the ball from her jaw.
“Unfortunately, it was firmly stuck around her teeth so we couldn’t manipulate it by hand and had to cut it in half to remove it. “We’re delighted to see Helga back to her best very quickly and showing no ill effects from her ordeal.”
LinkThis morning.
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Benny with the jets. :lol2:
Show Benny how to make a snowman.
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That's brilliant! I love how he checks in with the boss occasionally. Total collie.
Bruce isn't that a Australian cattle or sheep herding type dog?
Nope, Border Collie. The Aussie Cattle Dog is stockier, shorter hair, usually salt and pepper gray with black and reddish brown trim.
Poor Pep, probably because he was Black because we all know how racist those Pennsylvanians are.
He probably got on a bus as well....
Cute easter bunnies...
That dog has great technique.
Izzat Big V's dog?:eyebrow:
That dog has great technique.
He's a Labrador! That is all that needs to be said. :)
Listen to his wisdom...
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Izzat Big V's dog?:eyebrow:
Not his dog, but it is his technique
I would vote for Good Boy.
One of these dogs is as big as a horse.
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That post is made of pure awesome
http://www.abc.net.au/news/2018-04-21/max-blue-heeler-leads-rescuers-to-missing-girl-night-in-bush/9683494?pfmredir=sm
An old blue heeler named Max remained by the side of a three-year-old girl and led searchers to her after she spent more than 15 hours lost in rugged bushland on Queensland's Southern Downs overnight.
Good boy Max.
I knew an old blue heeler. Named Max.
No shit.
He was pretty good boy, too.
Heelers rock.:devil:
Max, from the story:
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Ohmigodlookatthoseeyes!
*Look into my eyes, look only into my eyes - you are feeling sleepy and want to gif me treets*
Take a note. This is what a good dog looks like.
There's a Carrot in your garden!
There's a Carrot in your garden!
LOL!
On Thursday, some areas of England had local council elections.
Press and broadcasters aren't allowed to make any comment that could influence the electorate on the day but they have to fill the void somehow.
In recent years 'Dogs at Polling Stations' has become a popular theme.
Actually,this one is from the 2017 general election...
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With a blue collar and red harness he is being impeccably impartial.
The poor chap does look a bit worried though, doesn't he?
Dogs at Polling Stations.Looks like it is, or at least was, raining. The leashee is probably worried about being left out while the leasher is preoccupied. ;)
The Gamelands by my place have become quite the dumping ground usually trash and tires. The most recent was a very skinny little brindle dog, hunched up, quills in the nose, looked like she'd had pups recently... I tried to approach but she acted very aggressive. I went home and called the dog warden. He picked her up the next day. If I haven't mentioned this, people suck.
Yeah, well, they're people, so...:/
Family Realizes Pet Dog Might Be a Bear After Animal Starts to Walk Around on Hind Legs
No, no, no...It's stupider than you're thinking. Tell me if it's not.:right:
I'm told that the owners couldn't understand why the dog would only attend to matters of 'personal comfort' in the woods. :rolleyes:
And heeeeere's your sign...
~Bill Engvall
You can always rely on a Labrador. :thumb:
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Dog acts as mum to nine ducklings
Lovable Labrador dog Fred is acting as an unlikely “mum” to nine orphaned ducklings at a heritage attraction in Essex.
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Staff at Mountfitchet Castle in Stansted were very worried when the mother duck disappeared last week, and the youngsters were found waddling around the castle grounds alone.
However, 10-year-old Fred immediately took to them and has been acting as a stand-in parent ever since.
The ducklings adore him, and they are now getting very mischievous, even hitching a ride on his back and following him in to the water for a swim in the castle moat.
Castle manager Jeremy Goldsmith said, “He has always been very gentle. The ducklings are all in our house at the moment and he is very good with them.
“We have a lot of rescued animals, including deer, goats, chickens and peacocks. We have all the domestic fowl that would have been here in Norman times.”
The castle and Norman Village of 1066 are open daily from 10am to 5pm.
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For more on this story, head over to the website of the East Anglian Daily Times, eastern England's premier journal of record.
LINKBrits seem to have trouble separating the Labrador Retrievers of Canada from the Golden Retrievers of Scotland.
Good boy, Fred.:comfort:
I would have said that Fred is a stupid dog name, but I had a cat named Bill, so...:neutral:
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Angie got knocked up again. She had 4 and 3 died. Poor things didn't look right and she wouldn't take care of them. This one fat bugger is taken care of. I had to take the puppy outside so she would go out.
Right now his name is Jack after my father. Of course whoever gets him can name him what they wish. I usually reel off names to an animal until they respond then thats their name.
Angie got knocked up again.
You
do know what causes this, right?
That's right, she needs a tv in her bedroom.
Pow, right in the kisser! Pow, right in the kisser! Pow, right in the kisser! Pow, right in the kisser! Pow, right in the kisser! Pow, right in the kisser! Pow, right in the kisser! Pow, right in the kisser! Pow, right in the kisser! Pow, right in the kisser! Pow, right in the kisser!
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Ok, he missed the kisser. But, it's a 3-legged bulldog, allowances have to be made.
He looks happy to me. Handsome fella and the can opener is not bad looking just a little hairy.
You do know what causes this, right?
That's right, she needs a tv in her bedroom.
I took them to the vet and all is good. He gave a special for fixing the dogs. Females is 85 and males 65. If all three go on the same day then he will do them for 150. They have to have rabies tags. I take them on $5 day at the pound.
Did you ever try to go somewhere with 2 dogs and 6 cats? The dogs were fine. Finally got a ride in the truck. The cats were in carriers in the bed.
The vet did the dogs then I started bringing 2 cats in at a time. The 3rd trip the vet said how many cats do you have? This is it.haha.
Here's a puppy.
They get stuck in my teeth a lot, though.
Here's a puppy.
Nom nom nom
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...and I shall call him Fjnarr.
This gives me Koko the gorilla feelings.
The dog was a Dobie. I guess we should be glad it wasn't an article about a fireman getting his throat torn out.
Did I read once that Dobermans turn on/bite their owners fairly often? Like, more than most other breeds.
It's circular. If word on the street says a breed/type of dog is more antisocial the people who want a guard/attack/fighting dog will buy more of them and train them mean. That reinforces the word on the street and it goes round and round. I've met some sweet lovable pit bulls and dobies.
(1897 in France) Hey Fido, go for a ride?
Another savage dog rescued by the Fire Brigade.
This is the moment firefighters rescued a puppy from the wreckage of a van following a horrific three-vehicle pile-up.
One-year-old Memphis was wedged in the foot well of the Vauxhall Vivaro after it collided into two cars during rush hour on Friday morning.
Firefighters dashed to the scene of the crash which happened at 7.57am on the A500 near the Barthomley junction, Staffordshire.
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A woman in her 20s had some leg bruising and a man in his 30s was taken to Royal Stoke University Hospital.
Staffordshire Fire and Rescue Service spent almost an hour using hydraulic cutting equipment to free the grey-and-white Staffordshire Bull Terrier.
A fire service spokesperson said: 'At 7.57am crews were called to report of three vehicle collision half a mile from Barthomley junction.
'Crews from Sandyford and Newcastle attended and used hydraulic cutting equipment to free a small puppy called Memphis from the foot well of a van involved.
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'Miraculously the puppy was uninjured. Crews left at 8.50am.'
A West Midlands Ambulance spokesperson said: 'We were called at 7.50am to a two vehicle RTC.
'We treated the driver, a man in his 30s, of one of the vehicles and he was taken to Royal Stoke University Hospital.
'We also assessed a woman in her 20s who had some leg bruising. She did not require any hospital treatment.'
It is not immediately clear what the puppy was caught in but it appears to be some sort of dog's bowl.
The fire service posted pictures of the rescue on Twitter with more than 5,000 users viewing and sharing them online.
That was a Staffordshire Bull Terrier rescued in Staffordshire.
All we need now is a Yorkshire Terrier rescued in Yorkshire and a Norfolk Terrier rescued in Norfolk and we'll have the complete set.;)
LinkAre you sure that puppy wasn't rescued in Boston?
I am all but positive that is not Staffordshire Bull Terrier.
My friend a few towns over used to breed them. That don't look like no stage of Staffie. Definitely not a year old. A year old Staffie would weigh like 50 - 80 pounds.
Unless their Staffordshire Bull Terrier's are different.
ETA: Apparently my buddy bred the Sasquatch of Staffies.
I am all but positive that is not Staffordshire Bull Terrier.
My friend a few towns over used to breed them. That don't look like no stage of Staffie. Definitely not a year old. A year old Staffie would weigh like 50 - 80 pounds.
Unless their Staffordshire Bull Terrier's are different.
I think you're right, Mr. G.
I must admit I had my doubts when I saw the article but, while familiar with the appearance of the adult Staffie, the junior version thereof is something of a closed book.
Under the circumstances I suspended my disbelief and posted away.
The Carruthers family motto: 'I read it on the Internet so it must be true'. :blush:
But, but, it's the Daily Mail. ;)
But, but, it's the Daily Fail. ;)
FIFY
From a 2004 Vassar newspaper. I'd read about Border Collies degoosing golf courses by chasing geese into the water and when not allowed onshore they would go somewhere else. First I've heard of actually chasing them in the water.
$45,000, holy goose crap.
But, but, it's the Daily Mail. ;)
A beacon of journalistic rectitude, moderation and accuracy. :)
Dogs will do anything for a biscuit; even perform CPR.
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Dog and River Otter buddy...
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Dog and deer buddy...
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Posted for no other reason than I like dogs. :)
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What a wise and dignified group they look.
It's the winning photo in the 'Dogs at Work' category of the Dog Photographer of the Year competition run by the Kennel Club.
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Golden moment
Hundreds of golden retrievers gather at the Guisachan Estate in the Highlands, where the dogs were first bred in 1868.
Organised by the Golden Retriever Club of Scotland, the 150th anniversary of the breed near Tomich, Inverness-shire, saw 361 dogs at the ruins of Guisachan House, once the home of Lord Tweedmouth, who bred the faithful canines.
A small cash prize awaits anyone who successfully replicates that scene with 361 Jack Russell Terriers. ;)
Tar & Feathers for anyone gathering 361 Jack Yappy Russells near me. :bolt:
Tar & Feathers for anyone gathering 361 Jack Yappy Russells near me. :bolt:
They can be disagreeable little beggars at times!
When I was a kid the people across the road had a wire haired Jack Russell which was probably too big for his breed.
He'd spend most of the day waiting behind the front gate for someone or something to bark at.
During this noisy performance he'd leap almost the full height of the gate from a standing start and when whatever or whoever had upset him had passed by, he'd hurtle indoors and jump up onto the window sill to continue the display until the 'threat' was out of sight.
I recall that he once entered into mortal combat with a weasel, not a decision to be made lightly, and won.
Having said all that he was great with Dad and me. He'd greet us with the enthusiasm of a puppy!
But 361 enthusiastic greetings can be a little overwhelming.
I like big dogs, I can not lie.
You other brothers can't deny. :haha:
Tweedmouth? I thought that was Bruce's humor, but from Wikipedia:
"Dudley Coutts Marjoribanks, 1st Baron Tweedmouth, also known as the Laird of Guisachan and Glenaffric."
Dogs will do anything for a biscuit; even perform CPR.
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The way the state of Tennessee certified me how to do it? Yeah, no, ain't dog getting it done.
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Heh, that's awesome.
Ok, start this vid playing first;
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Heh, that's awesome.
Yeah and they don't have to mow the back yard either.
Ma smiles, Pa glowers... could be my folks.
Wearing that rig, that cat doesn't need to get into a fight.
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Looks as if he's auditioning for something by Wagner. Dachs Rheingold, perhaps?
Anyway, definitely a tail Wagner. :)
Bad. I liked it. It's a Weenie Bird.
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Bailey, a Hungarian Vizla, is a graduate of Paws on Boards, the UK's first dog surfing school in Saunton, Devon.
A dog surfing school? OK... :rolleyes:
I see the gown but where's the cap?
♫ Dogs of war and men of hate
With no cause, we don't discriminate
♫ Discovery is to be disowned
Our currency is flesh and bone
But these are American dogs... they are good boys, yes they are...
A big dog meets a really big dog... embiggen if you can.
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When you see that vid on youtube, there are many other links to robot/remote beasts of amazing variety.
I can't be sure which are managed and which are autonomous.
Once about 15 yrs ago we rescued a female German Shepherd that we traded to our mechanic for a Chow. He kept her outside tethered to an engine block. One night he decided to put her in the shop overnight. In the morning he discovered she ate a 12' leather couch, chewed up his screwdrivers and his air hoses. She was a smart dog and he should have spent time training her as I did. The Chow that we had needed no training. She knew what to do from the get go and was a puppy when we received her.
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There are at least five things besides the pooch in that car and I can't figure out what any of them are.
1x human head, 2x headrests, 2x roll bars?
The headrests do look a little janky.
The dog's seat is moved all the way back, the driver's seat is moved forward, that's why the headrests don't align. The roll bars don't move with the seats.
How do we know it's a human head? You're assuming.
It's human, probably female with the window up while the top is down.
I wonder if all the mirrors are pointed at the dogs face.
"Mr. Baskerville, your hound is ready."
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Heheheheheh.
The definition of joy ... for the dog.
Quickly followed by the definition of bath.
Woof, pant, drool, slobber...
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Brilliant! Thank you Mr G. :thumb:
I felt that dog's happeh! I really did.
That's because the dog's not concerned about people poop in those leaves. :haha:
I'm reminded of another display of Labrador enthusiasm that was referred to Cesar Millan.
He had a habit of running full tilt towards the owner's swimming pool, launching himself into the wild blue yonder and making a gravity assisted arrival in the middle of the pool.
Usually on the head of an unsuspecting swimmer.
This did not make him popular.
I think that Mr Millan eventually sorted him out. :)
PS I tried to find the episode on YouTube but without success.
That's because the dog's not concerned about people poop in those leaves. :haha:
Dogthink: PPL SHIT!!!!
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Hot and cold running dogs...
I don't know who drew these, but I doubt he or she never met a Pakistani Gull Terrier.
Just a pit bull.
http://www.easypetmd.com/doginfo/gull-dongWell it's got ears, tail, 4 legs, and a tongue, just like a 120 lb pitbull. :haha:
Wtf is this Mickey Mouse shit?! Soldiers in different unis. Some with covers. Some with different covers. Some with---Hell!! That one soldier ain't even got a cover or boots!!!! Get on yer faces and start pushing Georgia! You make me wanna puke!
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Also, that's a little too much at ease.
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Bad news warning:
He's quite dead, you know.
Jumpy. I say you he ded.Especially if you've got a little yapper...
I once had a coyote invade my backyard looking to eat my mama shih tzu. It would have, despite her ferocious defense, had not Junior and Toby also been outside but out of said coyote's immediate view.
Junior was a mixed breed alpha male and Toby is a Weimaraner, just a juvenile at the time but BIG. Those two made short work of Mr. Coyote who jumped back over the wall and hightailed it for the open desert.
Yeah, coyotes don't generally have a lot of staying power.
The Prime Minister has been upstaged by a Border Collie called Blitz on a number of occasions, the latest being yesterday, when attending church in her constituency of Maidenhead.
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Years ago a work colleague of Dad's, Mr E, told him that he'd found a Yellow Labrador looking rather lost outside his house.
There was no sign of an owner so he took the dog in and gave it a drink of water.
He phoned the number on the dog's tag and after a bit of prompting someone in a Land Rover eventually turned up and collected the wanderer.
Mr E felt that there was something rather odd about the incident which prompted Dad to ask if the dog's name was on the tag.
'Paddy' came the response.
It all fell into place. Paddy belonged to Prime Minister Harold Wilson, and he had strayed from Chequers (country retreat of the PM), about three miles away.
The errant hound with Mr Wilson in the garden of 10 Downing Street...
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I hope she wasn't going to church in skinny jeans and leopard sneakers. :haha:
I hope she wasn't going to church in skinny jeans and leopard sneakers. :haha:
I think she was. That's probably why Blitz averted his gaze. :)
PM. She don't care. She does what she wants.
That is unacceptable. She must do what tw wants. :lol2:
Man, it's heartbreaking to see dogs on pot...
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...seeing dog on pots, that's just plain sad.
I can not believe what these collies can do working together.
69 seconds of magic.
https://ampervadasz.tumblr.com/post/181193826057/azigenThe possibility of eating the 'customers' is never far from the mind of the average Border Collie. :)
I was impressed but Benny was meh.
I was riding in Amish country a while back and, in a field, I saw a guy was working border collies.
He had a long stick he carried horizontally behind his back while walking and two border collies were herding six sheep to follow the guy with their noses right on that stick. Guy would quickturn now and then, but the bordies were perfect in getting the sheep to stay w/the stick.
Benny: Meh, birbs is no prollum.
I think I've posted this before, so apologies are probably due.
:thumbsup: to the Northumbrian pipes music.
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If they wiggled their butts they could pass for cats.
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Selfie mode vs forward camera? My phone always flips selfies, don't know why.
Today I learned...:)
That's probably it. Didn't know that.
Kthxbai!
Selfie mode vs forward camera? My phone always flips selfies, don't know why.
So it behaves like a mirror.
Benny clearing my airways.
True love. But a little like the Mafia in that unending love and unwavering protection, is expected to be rewarded with a little taste of everything. :lol:
Aww, Benny looks like a sweet dog.
Such a fun loving dog, you should name a hill after him.
Benny is such a mood booster, you should name
a pill after him.
The dog ate crayons. If I had a dog, I would feed that fucker crayons.
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Sorry for the poor quality pic. I have a shitty camera.:drummer:
That may have played a part in his naming because border collie. Benny Hill probably less so.
The dog ate crayons. If I had a dog, I would feed that fucker crayons.
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HAA!!
That's not something I see every day.
It's like the opposite of a border collie:
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Mastiff don't give a shit.
Need to clean out those crayons? Go for a swim...
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Do ya think dogs and wolves may be related? :haha:
Do ya think dogs and wolves may be related? :haha:
I think you may be onto something there...
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Need to clean out those crayons? Go for a swim...
Showed that to Popdigr. He larfed and said "
That dog is full!"
The sled dog on the left looks more like half pig.
I think Coyote has seen that clip:
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That coyote is really a crazy clown.
That must be a decoy in the pond.
I was curious about that duck, as well.
Dog.
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Chicks love it when ya bite 'em on the face and then jump up and down in that shit.
And they both look like J Edgar Hoover. :eek:
Two words:
Marty. Fucking. Feldman.
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Alltogethernow:
AWwwwwwwwwwwwww......
Talking of dogs. This morning I snoozed my radio alarm instead of turning it off and went down to make a coffee - while downstairs the radio started doing its buzzer thing and then Carrot joined in. Full on wolf howl.
Fucking adorable.
They don't care what we look like.
The least we can do is return the compliment.
One of my dogs is full-blown racist (she has bad associations based on people who previously abused her.) She definitely cares what people look like.
As a rule I do not concern myself with the low cunning and skullduggery which is the world of politics but I do like dogs.
In recent years posting pictures of dogs waiting patiently outside polling stations has become a popular pastime.
Local elections were held in much of England and all of Northern Ireland last week and the usual crop of photos duly appeared.
I feel that some sort of cross party consensus has emerged here...
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Archie, Kody and Nolan in Newark and Sherwood District (Nottinghamshire)
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Here, dogs with a blue or red leash would have to be 150 ft. away from the polling place.
This boy has more important things to concern himself with than red v blue.
...of course he is licensed in a red county.
Bwahahahahahaha. :facepalm: :lol2:
What a shame dogs only live 10 or 15 years, whereas spouses go on and on and on...
PS ~ that looks like my yard.
Good Doggie. Nice Doggie...
Apparently there was a home invasion up the road this week. Benny went off last night... seems we left the other dog out in the rain but she was too shy to say anything.
We had a home invasion just up the road last night.
Keep yer riff-raff on yer side o' the river!
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I know a guy named Buddy.
Thought that was about him.
I love dogs. Even I have a dog.
We had a dog.
But we got poor and had to eat it.
Man, I thought it was hard to eat a stranger's dog...:sadpace:
Don't look at me like that! You just went on ahead and named your dog after actual food!! It's just a matter of time, now.
:p::lol2:
I think we're due a Carrot pic, btw.
We had a dog.
But we got poor and had to eat it.
Man, I thought it was hard to eat a stranger's dog...:sadpace:
Oh, yeah. ^He's^ back. :rolleyes:
Just back slowly out of the room...
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...I don't think he's fucking around this time.
See, that's the kind of shit carrot used to pull when he was younger
It'd keep one from getting bored, I reckon.:D
Reminds me of crawling in Pete's window, by earlier invitation, only to be confronted by her huskie.
Crawling in her window? Hmm, signs of a well spent youth. :thumb:
Reminds me of crawling in Pete's window, by earlier invitation, only to be confronted by her huskie.
Many moons ago, at a house not so far away, I was house/dog-sitting for my friend. The first morning, he had hid the key to his side-door, and I got there about ten, but couldn't find the key. I got tired of looking for it, and thought about his kitchen window, which, due the slope of his backyard, was only about two feet off the ground. Piece of cake, if it was unlocked. It was.
I raised the window, and his dog, a Border Collie, was sitting in the kitchen floor, checking me out. I could see that he could see it was his old buddy Digr, because his tail was sweeping the floor. When I went to put my foot through that window, he let out a growl, the likes of which I hadn't heard before. WTF, man, I'm your boy Digr, you my boy Beau. We boys. I talk to him sweet, he's a sweet boy right back, til my foot comes to the sill. We are definitely
NOT boys. Lather rinse repeat.
I go looking for the key again and find it. Unlock the door, walk in, and "Hey! It's my boy Digr!!", and we're the greatest of friends.
He knew that coming through that window wasn't 'right', and was doing his job. I gave him treats.
That's my buddy's favorite Beau Story™.
Sometimes you just have to teach those damn dog-sitters who is boss.
I love the agility trials, I had a friend who got into it. She spent so many hours, for years, training a Minpin of all things. She made the nationals but wiped out there.
Benny would be a champion, with Griff the patient trainer.
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I wonder who is training whom? Benny gets the cheese snack...
A puppy called Piglet
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That's great.
I had a sweet deaf pooch for 12 years.
Those ears tho. I want piglet.
A buddy used to have a Dalmatian. For three years he thought she was "the dumbest dog that ever lived".
Turned out she was stone deaf. She made it to 17.
Your buddy's Dalmatian, a breed known for deafness BTW, probably spent those three years thinking the same about him.
I'm glad she had a long life.
Once is a while you get this shit...
Revenge for all the ones he chased but couldn't catch on the street.
Read your puppies body language...
My God, that a lot of shedding.
That dog wouldn't be so confident laying there is that was my house. I would have stepped on him at least half a dozen times by mistake.
My God, that a lot of shedding.
Or a lot of shading. ;)
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A big problem in Northern California.
Our neighbor's dog died of this. It was very traumatic for them. Their "beach house" was on the Eastern shore of MD. Delmarva peninsula.
Who knew that splashing in the water would kill a dog?
Jim, is that because of the long dry spell then lots of rain?
glatt, that was in salt, or at least brackish water?
It happens every year in ponds and rivers, though there seems to be a slow increase in range and severity.
Variable weather, greater demands on water (population, grapes and weed), and the nature of the bacteria itself must all play a part.
stone cold killer, murder took approximately 3 seconds
Jim, is that because of the long dry spell then lots of rain?
glatt, that was in salt, or at least brackish water?
I would guess brackish. They never said exactly which body of water it was, but their house is on a mouth of a small river where it enters the Chesapeake Bay. So I assumed that is where the dog got exposed. Maybe there was another body of water nearby where the dog was playing. I just don't know.
The dog took 2-3 days to die, if I remember correctly. So it sounds like maybe a mild case of this thing. The Vet told them it was a waterborne toxic bacteria. I had never heard of such a thing, and neither had they.
They have another dog now and said initially that it would never be allowed in the water, but I have seen pictures on social media of that dog splashing around.
Ben says, Play with it? Ain't nobody got time for that. Kill it and be ready for the next adventure, I mean what if Dad got on his bike while I was playing with it? ;)
Algal bloom is an annual problem on this side of the Atlantic as well and, sadly, usually claims a number of canine victims.
This article is from the 14th August.
Toxic blue-green algae warning for dog owners and swimmers
Dog owners have been warned to take extra precautions while walking their pets amid a rise in reports of potentially toxic blue-green algae.
The British Veterinary Association (BVA) said it had seen an increase in reports including in Southampton, Edinburgh, Cornwall and Lincolnshire.
Contact with the algae can be fatal for animals if left untreated and can cause rashes and illness to humans.
The BVA urged owners to keep dogs on a lead around affected lakes and rivers.
It follows a number reports of dogs becoming ill or even dying after swimming in water suspected to be contaminated with blue-green algae.
In July, it was reported a King Charles Cavalier died after swimming in a lake at Delamere Forest, Cheshire, which was later closed because of the presence of blue-green algae.
Meanwhile, the RSPCA says a swan recovered from a lake containing algae in Southampton Common has died.
The bird was believed to be the mother of a pair of cygnets that were also rescued last week. One of the cygnets died and the other is undergoing rehabilitation.
Algae naturally occurs in inland waters such as rivers, streams and lakes and during long periods of warm weather it can multiply and form blooms.
Blue-green algae or cyanobacteria - a type of blooming algae - can produce toxins harmful to both humans and animals.
These toxins can be dangerous for animals if ingested, even in small quantities, the BVA said.
Dogs can swallow algae by drinking water from an affected lake, river or pond or when licking their fur after going for a swim, it added.
For the full spiel:
Link"The bird was believed to be the mother of a pair of cygnets that were also rescued last week. One of the cygnets died and the other is undergoing rehabilitation."
I would suggest keyboarding and programming skills.
Ouch, that's the cygnet of a sick mind. :p:
"The bird was believed to be the mother of a pair of cygnets that were also rescued last week. One of the cygnets died and the other is undergoing rehabilitation."
I would suggest keyboarding and programming skills.
I have to confess to being somewhat puzzled by your reply, Jim.
Is it the spelling of 'cygnet' that you take issue with?
Bruce's response leads me to that conclusion.
Genuine question.
The spelling is correct, I think Jim was referring to the rehabilitation program, for humans here it's often keyboarding /programming.
The spelling is correct, I think Jim was referring to the rehabilitation program, for humans here it's often keyboarding /programming.
Ah! Understood, Bruce.
Ta! :thumb:
Smarter than the average Border Collie...
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Maybe it's other dog people don't give their pups a chance to do that.
I just thought it likely that PM Boris will try to cut off support for the Crown's traditional birds.
What is it ever to do for a job?
He can't mess with them, all the Swans belong to the Queen.
Smarter than the average Border Collie...
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"the Crown's traditional birds."
equals
"...all the Swans belong to the Queen."
That's why he can't mess with them, She could snuff him like a wet cigarette and nobody could do anything about it.
Yeah, well the bitch got even Friday Night. :eyebrow:
Petted her and let her nap on my bed. I didn't realize I was wounded until the blood started seeping through my shirt sleeve. Dogs have claws.
Damn, man, you bruise like a banana...
I make my wolves stay outdoors.
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Looks like an old doggeh, too.
Looks a lot like our Jack.
He ate all the cupcakes without cracking the beer.;)
Yeah, well, it's a Yuengling. so...
Smrt doggeh.
Maybe he couldn't see the beer?
Yo, dog.
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I love my Cat's, but when they're dead they're gone. That's the way it is, I want to move on. And maybe get another Cat.
And maybe get another Cat.
Or two. :D
Or two. :D
Or 6 here is the newest one found under a street dumpster.
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That's one fucked-up-lookin' dog.
When it comes to underwater dawgs, I still love this dog, his name is Orson:
He's in a few other viral photos, I think this one is the most popular.
Ha! I cackled out loud at that one.
Dis a happeh puppeh!
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Enthusiastically approved.
Good doggie makes a family complete...
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ETA: Nevermind. Foooouuund it!
Negative space always messes w/m'head.
You can always tell the married dogs...
In the midst of political, economic and social turmoil, here's something to warm the cockles of your heart...
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A dog breeder has offered hope to Britain's most endangered dog breed with a litter of 10 healthy puppies.
Irish Red and White Setters used to be the pet dog of choice in the UK, but they have fallen out of favour amid a craze for pugs, cockapoos and labradoodles in recent years.
In 2019 only 39 new Setter puppies were registered, compared with 35,347 Labradors.
They are currently bottom of the Kennel Club's list of vulnerable breeds, but with Ve Callaghan's litter, there could be a brighter future in store for the K9s.
Ms Callaghan, of Melton Mowbray, Leicestershire, has already found homes for all 10 dogs.
She is one of the only remaining breeders who deals in Setters and her litter represents a quarter of the puppies born last year.
The Irish Red and White Setter isn't a breed I'm familiar with and I don't recall ever seeing one.
Irish (Red) Setters are now pretty thin on the ground and English Setters are about as rare as hen's teeth.
Plenty more pics here and a video of puppy riotous assembly:
LinkI know it is a broad brush and probably not fair, but the Irish Setters (which are Red and Whites with the white bred out) I have known didn't have two IQ's to rub together.
I detect a vacuity in the eyes of these little cuties as well.
When I was a kid one of my 4-H leaders told me he had to keep a close eye on his Irish Setter because the dog would run itself to death. I don't know if he was repeating old wives tales or real knowledge.
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Hungarian Vizslas at Crufts Dog Show in Birmingham on Friday last.
By coincidence we looked after a neighbour's Vizsla on the same day.
I hope it was happier running about in the woods with me and getting very muddy in the process than it would have been at Crufts.
I always feel sorry for show dogs. I might be wrong (it's been known) but I don't think that they have the best lives.
Some must be treated better than others, but overall I think you are very right.
Properties, assets, investments, but not pets.
The best nutritious diet, first class medical care, but none of your french fries, or a lick of your ice cream. :(
This looks like a pet...
Fraidydog!!
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I'd say from the tattoo he's into dogs.;)
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Use the link immediately, and I mean immediately, below the player.
Dog feeder, right in the feels.
I'd say from the tattoo he's into dogs.;)
His fingers are.
Y'know, into dogs.:D
Use the link immediately, and I mean immediately, below the player.
No go.
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No go.
The link doesn't take you anywhere, or, the video at the link doesn't play? I just tried the link again and it works, for me anyway.
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Please.
Finally got it to play on Chrome.
Benny tore open his ear playing frisbee this morning. This ones on me, shitty toss into the briars.
He knows it wasn't on purpose and still loves you above all. :yesnod:
He was chilling out letting the blood clot and then another fox showed up...
Well good grief man, priorities. A fox outranks pain, food, even squirrels. :haha:
He does love a good chase.
The Wild Podcast did a piece on Karelian Bear Dogs, them some good boiz. They're using operent conditioning to deal with problem bears instead of shooting them. In other words they're scaring the living fuck out of nusiance bears so they go away.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karelian_Bear_DogGreat name, sort of rolls off the tongue.
Karjalankarhukoira
The bushy tail curls in a circle over the back in a ring and has a white tip. It falls gently onto the dog's back or to one side. Purebred Karelian Bear Dogs have tails that curve into a circle rather than a sickle. Black speckles in the white sections of fur are considered to be a fault.
Oh my, your tail grows in a sickle and you have black speckles, you can't join our country club. :rolleyes:
Great name, sort of rolls off the tongue.
Karjalankarhukoira
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karelian_Bear_Dogyou don't really need a gun if you have one of these :D
I'm no longer shocked at how aggressive Benny is towards the uninvited. I could see him getting good blood flow. Thing is he's so smart he might figure out a quick way to kill instead of maim...
Owner: "There used to be a bed in there" :lol:
Squirrels and foxes are just stairmasters to Benny.
I just realized Benny's turning 8. We're age-mates now.
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I think this might be the cutest thing I've ever seen.
from the description, the pup was only 20 days old but wasnt removed from its mum, they also own the mum.
We had a Malamute once, they're very high energy dogs. They howl, not bark. A good dog, but I don't think I'd have another one.
I wouldn't make a very good Malamute owner, I don't think. They're the kind of dog that needs to know its person is indisputably in charge. I mean, all dogs need to know you are the leader, to feel safe, but Malamutes need that more than most. Add that to the very high energy levels, and it can be a bit of a disaster for all concerned, if they find themselves in the wrong household. I think they do best with a family, especially if there are a couple of youngsters about to help soak up that energy.
Gorgeous dogs though. The less rational part of me would adore one :P
We've been entertaining our neighbour's Viszla for a few hours a day recently.
The social distancing rules and regs are observed as the neighbour lets the dog go at the top of our drive and she makes her own arrangements from there.
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Awwww, man, Viszlas are beautiful dogs. There are a couple of them round about the village. One of them has a real thing for Carrot - always comes over to say hi.
They always look to me like they could sit right between a Weimaraner and a Rhodesian Ridgeback in looks.
I have a particular fondness for the wirehaired vizsla - which you don't see many of, I think I have probably only ever met 2 or 3 my whole life.
Pete's cousin has always had them. They are really smart trainable dogs.
I have a particular fondness for the wirehaired vizsla - which you don't see many of, I think I have probably only ever met 2 or 3 my whole life.
I don't think that I have set eyes on even one example of the breed.
I wonder, do you ever watch Countryfile?
Adam Henson has two of the wirehaired variety.
There's more about them and his other dogs here:
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10 months of sweat equity...
From the Obituary of Sir John Birch, Ambassador to Hungary.
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Political visitors included Margaret Thatcher, six Cabinet Ministers and, in 1994 for a conference, the Prime Minister John Major.
Major arrived in Budapest with a heavy cold and was comforted in the British Residence by the attentions of Birch’s two handsome Hungarian Vizsla dogs, Flora and Daisy.
He was dreading the formalities of the conference, particularly the concluding lunch, and asked Birch to find some pretext on which to extract him from it after an hour.
Birch duly arranged for his Counsellor to bring him a note which he would pass to the Prime Minister, who would then make his apologies.
The note duly arrived and Birch, without reading it, passed it on. Major unfolded it and held it at arm’s length.
In large letters, clearly legible to the heads of state and government around him, it read: “Prime Minister: Time for walkies, Flora and Daisy”.
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Jenson, a Border Collie from Somerset, has a lookalike playmate, Margo-a five-month-old Guinea Pig
One for Benny!
A great pair! Like matched luggage.
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One for Benny!
All rodents are food according to Benny.
Fair warning.
You will laugh. You will cry. You may choke as you try to stifle your responses so the neighbors don't SWAT you. I watched three in a row before I needed to pause because my tear and snot soaked tissues had to be replaced.
Ok, ready? Really ready?
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That was the saddest most inhumane thing I have evar seen. Criminal.
That was the saddest most inhumane thing I have evar seen. Criminal.
Awwww. :biggrin::confused:
They only ate what they liked, right?
Want a puppy? A little expensive at $10 grand, but no food, no poop, no vet bills, the cat can't hurt it...
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And it didn't throw up most a woodchuck carcass on the rug last night.
Well, I don't have a dog right now, but it seems to be the routine test, so I guess I'll go kick the cat and see if she catches her balance.
And it didn't throw up most a woodchuck carcass on the rug last night.
Ugh. Regrettable.
Benny's ready if Griff would get his kilt on.
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On Thursday, August 6, 2020 I held my faithful friend and traveling companion as he lay on a table at my vet's office, suffering the aftereffects of yet another seizure, which have been occurring since Memorial Day this year, and watched as the doctor administered a drug cocktail and his light just...went out. No suffering, no pain. I miss him so much right now.
There should be two pics there but as usual, I can't remember how to format them.
Bongo is OK, you will be.
I'm so sorry. Dogs are better friends than we deserve.
My old Black Lab came from a nearby dogs' home in 1995 and died in 2001.
His bed was by my bookcase and when he wanted to get himself more comfortable he'd push against the plinth of the bookcase with a back foot.
The resultant scratches are still there as something of a memorial to him. I've no intention of polishing them out.
He was a lovely dog and, as Griff says, dogs are better friends than we deserve.
I'm very sorry to hear about your sad news Pamela. I know you miss him. :comfort:
So sorry Pamela - you did right by him.
Sorry for your loss Pamela.
That's tough, Pam.
But ya done good by him.
Bongo's a great dog name, btw.
Thanks. He came by the name from his habit of rapidly drumming his front legs in lieu of jumping up and down when excited.
And Bongo was his name-o...
It is so hard to make that call for a beloved pet. You did the right thing by your devoted friend. Love and hugs to you, Pamela.
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Bruce, you are my hero!
It was hard finding pictures of Bongo that do not show him sleeping. He did that a LOT in his waning years.
No problem my friend, I'm guessing when he wasn't sleeping he wasn't sitting still for pictures. Hey, a squirrel! :haha:
Boxers gotta boxer. Quite right too. When he was awake, he was constantly in motion. So was the truck. Most of my pics of him were taken of him sleeping. And his greatest pleasure (aside from a good scratch) was chasing rabbits and squizzles. And little lizards.
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