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Topic: Dog Tales
Posted By: BeltFed
Subject: Dog Tales
Date Posted: April/13/2012 at 15:11

I recently lost a good dog to old age for the most part. Since he was such a tuff old dog with a good nature, I wanted to remember him for his life, and not his last days. As I thought about some of the entertaining things he did, I realized there were often other of my dogs involved. I also realized that I'm not the only pet owner, and that many of you have stories about your animals that would put a smile on your face, a tear in your eye, make you roll on the floor laughing, or realize how devoted to you they were.

So with Ed's permission, I'm addig this thread to the Ed Show.
Let us hear your tales of your dogs courage, your cat's antics, or that special moment that makes our pets hold that special place in our hearts.
 
Here's one of mine:
 
A friend of mine likes to come up to my place for some early season squirrel hunting. It gives us a chance to scout out some good dear season hunting spots, take our guns for a walk, and go get breakfast, at one of our favorite restaurants. If we do see a squirrel, it's usually a tuff shot since we use .22rim fires. If we get more than 2 squirrels between us, it's a big haul. Then we clean the squirrels throw them in the freezer, and off to breakfast.
 
Now this particular day, I got 2 squirrels and my friend got 1. We started cleaning the squirrels when my 2 shepherds showed up and became pest over squirrel parts. Now my friend was a little leary of Travis, since he was a Shilo Shepherd that weighed 102lbs, and looked like a wolf. My friend had also had a previous encounter with Travis, but that's another tale. I hauled the 2 dogs back into the house, and told the wife t keep them there while we cleaned that mess of squirrels.
 
After we cleaned the squirrels, we went in the house to wash them up and put them in the freezer. Now my wife was in the ketchen, and my friend wanted to show off my 2 squirrels. Not realizing Travis was standing (hiding) at the end of the table; he lowered his hands to waist level with a squirrel in each hand and said to my wife "Now have you ever seen a nicer pair of squirrels". At this point Travis walked up and took one of the squirrels out of my friends hand, walked away and started eating it in 4 or 5 bites. Now my friends eyes got as big as q-balls and he sucked in half the air in the house. My wife started laughing and said "no I haven't, and neither has Travis". My friend said "I forgot he was in here, all I saw was teeth and mouth". I asked my friend if he got bit, and he said "no, and I'm not going to try and take it away from him".I said it doesn't matter, because I don't think anybody wants it now.
We all had a good laugh, and went to breakfast.
My friend always wanted to know where Travis was when we cleaned squirrels from then on.
 
Your turn.


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Posted By: SVT_Tactical
Date Posted: April/13/2012 at 16:19
Excellent

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"Most folks are about as happy as they make their minds up to be" - Abraham Lincoln


Posted By: Son of Ed
Date Posted: April/13/2012 at 18:27
 
 
 


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Posted By: cheaptrick
Date Posted: April/15/2012 at 17:58
We've had Dobermans for many years. We had a beautiful black male named Hezekiah when we lived in East Tennessee. 
He was around 8 months old or so and I had to take him to the vet in Lenoir City one Saturday for a check up of some sort, as I recall.
"Kiah" was a BIG boy, even at 8 months old. He didn't have a mean bone in his body, but was VERY imposing due to his size. We arrived at the vet's office that morning and were at the front door of the vet's office ready to go in, when an elderly lady with a Poodle was coming out at the same time.
Well....I opened the door for the lady and her pooch and kept Kiah, who was on a leash, to the side when he lunged at the poodle to investigate, more curious than anything. He got nose to nose with this Poodle and the smaller dog growled, lunged, and snapped back at my dog. Kiah JUMPS back away from the furious Poodle....runs behind me and proceeds to pee all over the sidewalk....scared to pieces... Whatever 

The lady looked at him and then up at me....laughs...and apologizes profusely in her Southern draw for her dog's actions. I assured her that neither she, nor her dog did anything wrong and bid her good day. 
I looked down at my BIG BAD Doberman and said...."You Sir, have disgraced yourself, your owner and your breed!" Bucky
This episode was also witnessed by several patrons in the lobby of the vet's waiting room, so I had that to contend with as well......Thank goodness that Poodle was on a leash or it would have eaten my boy up. 


  


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Posted By: SVT_Tactical
Date Posted: April/16/2012 at 07:12
Laugh

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"Most folks are about as happy as they make their minds up to be" - Abraham Lincoln


Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: April/16/2012 at 09:10
HA! Excellent
 
I was an Asthmatic as a child and allergic to most everything to boot.  That meant we could only have dogs that didn't shed like poodles or chihuahuas.  Well mom started with chihuahuas first.
Tidbit was his name and usually he was quite friendly to people and other dogs.  A neighbor a couple of doors down had a dobbie (a silver) thjat was quite nasty to most anything and was always kept on a chain.  I remember one day the chain broke and here comes the dobbie at full speed.  I'm playing with tidbit in the front yard and was starting to head for the door while calling Tidibit in behind me.  well Tidbit wasn't budging.  He had positioned himself between me and the approaching dobbie and was standing his ground.  The dobbie barking like crazy goes to bite tidbit
and tidbit launches himself into the air and latches onto the dobbie's upper lip and won't let go!!!
The next thing I know the dobbie is running in circles yelping and shaking his head trying to dislodge Tidbit from his upper lip.  Tidbit is holding on for dear life and growling like crazy.  Then Tidbit starts to shake his head like he is trying to tear off the dobbie's lip.  The doobie is still running around in circles yelping and now has a look of pure terror in he's eyes.
Finally the Dobbie bolts for home with tidbit still hanging off his lip and growling.  I chased them all the way back to the dobbie's house and found the pair on the front porch with the Dobbie laying on the ground with his head under his paws shaking all over and tidbit standing over his nose barking up a storm.  I called Tidbit and with a final bark he turned around, kicked sand at the Dobbie and came strutting back to me.  That Dobbie never came down to our house again!!! 
Don't messs with a Chihuahua!!! Excellent 


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"Peace is that brief glorious moment in history when everybody stands around reloading".
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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: April/16/2012 at 10:22
ExcellentLaugh
It's not the size of the dog in fight. It's the size of the fight in the dog.

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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: April/17/2012 at 13:02
Just happened to remember this one this morning.
 
When we lived in old Looneyville, we had few places to walk the dogs. We could go to Central Park 5 blocks away, and walk through street robbery central, and past the homeless drunks begging for money, or we could go to a 1/2 block size field a block away that belonged to UofL. We chose the field 99.9% of the time.
Now to give Tracer, our 2nd German Shepherd a decent workout, we would walk around the edge of the field and throw a frisbee for her, until she was good and tired. We also made her carry her frisbee to and from the field. It kept her quiet and focused.
One day we got to the field where we unleashed the dogs, and out in the middle of the field was a squirrel. Tracer saw the squirrel, and the squirrel saw Tracer at the same time. The squirrel took off for some trees on the edge of the field, and Tracer took off for the squirrel. Tracer caught up with the squirrel about 15 yards from the trees, we thought the squirrel was toast. The problem was Tracer still had her frisbee in her mouth, and was unwilling to let go of it. Not able to catch the squirrel with the frisbee, she did the next best thing, she hit the squirrel on the head with the frisbee. Now this stunned the squirrel slightly, and it looked like his fate was sealed, but he took off again, and Tracer hit him again. Now the squirrel started dodging and running (with a stunned look on his face), and Tracer kept swatting at that squirrel with the frisbee, but the squirrel finally managed to make it to a tree and safety. It ran up the tree and started barking at Tracer. At this point Tracer spits the frisbee out of her mouth and started barking at the squirrel. The wife and I were laughing so hard we couldn't walk straight. The look of frustration on that dogs face, as her and that squirrel barked at each other was priceless.
If she had just spit that frisbee out, she could have had fresh squirrel, instead, the wife and I got a really good laugh.


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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: April/17/2012 at 13:41
My paternal Grandmother divorced and remarried a Civil Engineer.  He had a company that put in most of the cables for Mayport naval Station radar and Communications.  As partial payment he took 16 wooden barricks.
 
He then built Holiday Cottage Court on the Ocean front in Seminole Beach, Florida and ran that the last half of his life.
 
For security and companionship They raised Airdales which look like huge brown and black terriers.
Airdales love kids and are very protective.  I remember playing on the beach as a kid with kellie the momma Airdale and two of her many offspring.  The kid I was playing with was called to dinner but didn't want to leave the beach. Well his mom came marching down the dunes griping I blue streak and seeing red.  The kid was obviously scaried and tried to hide behind me...  Well Kellie took all this in and then positioned herself between the mother and the kid and wouldn't let her get near the kid.  Everything was fine until the lady raised her hand in a threatening manor.  Kellie promptly started growling and advancing on the lady.  Kellie marched that mom right back up the dunes all the way to her cottage.  Kellie came back down and licked both me and the kid and we went back to playing.  A few minutes later my stepgrandpa shows up with the lady hiding in his shadow.  She was pretty mad.  Gramps asked me what had happened?  I told him... kid didn't want to leave and his mom got mad and raised her hand to smack him then Kellie took charge and protected the kid.  Gramps told the lady he was sorry but that was the way the dogs were trained, to protect.  The lady obviously POed started to yell at him...Kellie took one step forward and started to growl again.  The lady turned white, shout up, collected her kid and high tailed it back to the Cottage.  Gramps turned to Kellie and scratched her behind her ear chuckled and left....  Kellie was the ugliest big dog I ever loved... Excellent
 


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"Peace is that brief glorious moment in history when everybody stands around reloading".
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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: April/18/2012 at 14:56
                                                Dead Deer Dog Farts
A friend of mine, I'll call Dave, came up for some deer hunting, so off we went. He managed to kill a doe (we hunt for meat, not horns) in the bottom of a small valley we call the hollar monster (because it's so deep and steep). We dressed it out and took the meat he wanted, and left the rest. I figured the scavangers would take care of it, and I didn't figure my dogs would find it that far off the trail.
Well guess who mucked up. Travis, Tracer, and Barkly (our Shelty) all found that deer carcus, and dined quite heavily on it. I didn't find out until they showed up in the front yard, playing with deer legs. Well the wife was P'Oed, she figured that dogs with diarrhea was not a good thing. Little did we know that there are worse things.
The next morning the wife and I had to go out for about 3 or 4 hours, and we always leave the dogs in the house. We also figured we were going to come home to a mess, but that's why we have tile floors (not really, but they come in handy). We finished our buisness and hurried home, hoping to divert a disaster.
We got out of the car and walked up to the back door. OH MY GAWD, that SMELLLL, we're going to need coal shovels and buckets of water and bleach we thought. That smell is coming through 2 doors and a mud room, and it is already unbareable. Opened the back door and then the smell really hit us. That's right, the smell at the back door was just a wiff, a slight scent of what greeted us in the mud room. By this time the wife was reading me the riot act, and I was affraid I was going to be sleeping on the couch and paying for her hotel room. I started to worry that maybe the dogs had died, the smell was so bad, but Barkly and Tracer started barking, something Tracer rarely did.
We opened the door to the house, and it was worse than coming through the back door. A buzzard couldn't have survived in there. I felt sorry for the dogs and they made the stinch. That's right, stinch. As we walked in the house we checked the floor for accidents, but nothing was there. I mean NOTHING. No where in the house was there an accident, no diarrhea, no huge piles of pup poop, not even a skid mark. The dogs have GAS, REALLY REALLY BAD GAS.
We opened the house and emptied a can of air freshiner, but it was to late; the smell had taken root and it wasn't leaving, no matter what we did.
Well after the wife chewed on my rear for the next hour, telling me that was the last time deer were ever going to be hunted on our property, and Dave was banished forever, and I had to remove or bury the carcus immeadiatly, I took to the hollar to bury the carcus.
Remember I said there are things worse than dogs with diarrhea; how about dead deer dog farts, as the incident became to be known by. You see poop can be cleaned up, and the house can be aired out, but dead deer dog farts seep into everything, and as long as the dogs have the offending dead deer in them, the farts continue. In our case, it took 3 days, or maybe I lost my sense of smell.
Now I called Dave and told him what happened, and he felt terrible. He came by the house a week later and apoligized to the wife and offered her a scented candle that he had written a note on, the note said, "Dead Deer Dog Fart Remover". For a minute, I thought she was going to hit him with it, but she accepted his apology, and made him swear to dispose of any deer kills in the future, where the dogs couldn't get to it.
 
You know I caught Travis trying to dig up that carcus 3 days after I buried it. Good thing the wife made me stand guard over it. 


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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: cheaptrick
Date Posted: April/18/2012 at 16:08
Excellent

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If at first you don't secede...try..try again.


Posted By: SVT_Tactical
Date Posted: April/18/2012 at 16:19
Big Grin

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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: April/18/2012 at 16:26
I give that one to you Lynn!  Sounds like Dead Deer Farts have raw cabbage farts beat hands to you nose!!! ExcellentExcellentExcellent

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"Peace is that brief glorious moment in history when everybody stands around reloading".
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Posted By: Alan Robertson
Date Posted: April/18/2012 at 18:47
Hey Bud-
Chihuahuas make good trotline bait.


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Posted By: Alan Robertson
Date Posted: April/19/2012 at 20:59


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"Garg'n uair dhuisgear"


Posted By: Alan Robertson
Date Posted: April/19/2012 at 21:06


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"Garg'n uair dhuisgear"


Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: April/20/2012 at 00:13
 
  I think someone is bored and looking for trouble!!! Wink


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"Peace is that brief glorious moment in history when everybody stands around reloading".
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Posted By: Alan Robertson
Date Posted: April/20/2012 at 01:03


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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: April/20/2012 at 09:33
Cat Tales are good too.
 
Siamese on rye, hold the tail.


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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: April/24/2012 at 14:34
It's time for a dog tale.
 
Our first sheltie was getting up in years, and we had cut his walks short. Our practice was to take Tracer, Travis, and Jasper (the sheltie) on the first leg of the walk, and then take Jasper back to the house, then finish the rest of the walk with Travis and Tracer.
I had started one of these walks when Travis disappeared. Not thinking to much about it, I continued the walk, and would occasionally call for him. I finished the first leg of the walk and Tracer and I took Jasper back to the house and continued the walk. Travis still hasn't shown up, so I told Tracer to go get him. She took off into the woods, and in about 5 minutes comes back with Travis carrying a young racoon in his mouth. They both come up to me, and it is obvious this coon is still alive, and very pissed off. I told Travis to drop the coon, but he didn't want to. Finally after several commands, Travis bit down on the coon, then put him down. This is when things got exciting. While the coon was hurt, he was not down, and I was the first thing he saw. That coon came after me with both arms out trying to grab my leg and his teeth were bared, and he was snarreling. I chambered a round in my rifle and started trotting backward, and taking aim, but Travis and Tracer both were trying to grab the coon and getting in my line of fire (should have let them have that coon). I was yelling at the dogs to move (so I could get a shot), and trying to keep that coon off my leg. Finally I got a clear shot and took it, expecting an instant stop. That little sucker wasn't phased (did I miss). Round 2, I know I hit him, but he's still coming. Round 3, he's slowing down, but he hasn't stopped. Round 4, finally, he goes down, but he's not dead. Travis get him; Travis finished him off. His bite proved more powerful than a 55gr. FMJ .223, more than once.
We finished our walk.


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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: April/25/2012 at 05:45
Ype never corner or really PO a wild animal.... Sometimes they try to get even!

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"Peace is that brief glorious moment in history when everybody stands around reloading".
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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: April/25/2012 at 14:11
Originally posted by budperm budperm wrote:

Ype never corner or really PO a wild animal.... Sometimes they try to get even!
 Corner him? We were in the middle of a field! He was trying to corner me.


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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: April/25/2012 at 14:48
About a week after the incident with the coon and Travis, I was at work when my phone rang; it was the wife. I was walking the dogs, when Travis disappeared, she said. I caqn hear him down in the hollar, andI've called and called him, but he won't come to me. What should I do? I don't want to go down in that hollar, it's raining.
I told her to take Tracer with her, and tell her to go get Travis, and then wait, and if Travis shows up with a coon, DON"T TELL HIM TO LEAVE IT, just let him take care of it.
Ok, she said, and hung up.
About 45 minutes later she called. I did what you said, and Tracer went down to Travis and brought him back, but he had a coon in his mouth. When he got close to me he dropped the coon. It was alive, but it's not moving. What do I do? I said, to wait an hour, then go back and see if it's still there. If it's still there it's dead, if it's not then it ran off, or something is having a meal on Travis.
About an hour later she calls back, "It's dead, what should I do?". "Buzzards gotta eat too" I said, "I'll take care of it".
At least Travis was thoughtful enough to kill that coon before he dropped it FOR HER.
 
Ya know, the first couple of years we had Travis, he and I had a rocky relationship. I wonder if he didn't kill that coon on purpose when he dropped it at my feet.


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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: April/25/2012 at 15:59
So now you think your dear departed dog fed you to the raccoon???  getting a tad paranoid, are we?

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"Peace is that brief glorious moment in history when everybody stands around reloading".
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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: April/26/2012 at 10:11
Like I said, the first 2-3 years with Travis, was a intermitent battle for pack leader. Then one day he groweled and snapped at the wife. I offered to shoot him, but we decided to take him to the vet to be tutored. That took care of the dominance issue, and he turned into a great dog.

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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: SVT_Tactical
Date Posted: April/26/2012 at 10:19
Excellent

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"Most folks are about as happy as they make their minds up to be" - Abraham Lincoln


Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: April/26/2012 at 12:14
He better hope the wife doesn't figure that one out or Lynn will be going next!

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"Peace is that brief glorious moment in history when everybody stands around reloading".
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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: April/27/2012 at 08:46

Aint gonna happenBig Grin



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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: Sgt. D
Date Posted: April/27/2012 at 21:41
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FP1EFRPYctk - www.youtube.com/watch?v=FP1EFRPYctk
 
ShockedCrutchRoll on Floor Laughing Excellent


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Posted By: jjrgr21
Date Posted: April/27/2012 at 22:08
as sad as it is, my dogs are my best friends. we rescued a bluetick, in 2006 named ticker. he had been beaten, starved and abandoned. found on christmas eve when he was about 10 weeks old, with broken ribs, and a busted eye. the summer of 07 me and the wife took the dogs on a 10k mile cross-country road trip, in which ticker magically killed 2 prarie dogs, and treed a brown bear. he took the fight to cancers door step, and fought every step of the way. 2 years he fought, no matter how sh*tty he felt, he would load up in the truck and hit the woods with me. he never complained about anything, and he was tough as nails to the end.

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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: May/05/2012 at 11:07
Excellent  good one jjrgr21
 
 


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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: May/05/2012 at 11:29
When Travis was a young dog, I was taking him and Tracer for a walk. We were in the woods, and in an area that had a lot of deer traffic. A doe jumped up an took off running through the woods with Travis hot on her heels. Tracer wanted to go, but stopped when I called her, unlike Travis, who just kept after the deer. I called, and called for Travis, but he kept going. Finally I looked at Tracer, and told her to go get Travis, and she took off after him. After a while I started calling both dogs, but nobody showed up, so I went to the house. When I got to the house I found both dogs laying in the back yard. I know Tracer ran Travis down and took him to the house. This was the first time I ever sent Tracer after Travis, but it wouldn't be the last.
Tracer was the brains of the pack, and Travis was the muscle.  Travis adored Tracer; she could get in the garbage and open the front door for him; what's not to love.


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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: Alan Robertson
Date Posted: May/05/2012 at 14:51
Join the Asian Animal Protection Network!

Help stop the abusive treatment of dogs which are raised for meat.



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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: May/30/2012 at 10:53
My sister took in a kitten from one of those u-pick-it farms, while my wife was warning her that my sister's terrior would try to kill the kitten. That evening my sister dropped the kitten off at mom's, because (you ready for this), her dog was trying to kill it.
I liked the kitten because it had lots of personallity and acted like a dog. Long story short, I wound up with the kitten. He was named Pepper, and is solid black.
When we adopted our shelty, Pepper was about 6 months old. When the two saw each other, it was like two best friends meeting after a long absence. They immeadiatly started playing with each other. It was hillarious to watch them play for hours, and where one went the other followed.
Pepper got pretty good at taking on a dog that was twice his weight, yet he never clawed or tried to hurt Barkly, our shelty.
One day my sister came up, and brought her Yorkshire terrior with her. The one that tried to kill Pepper. Now any time Baily saw a cat, he was off after it. Cats would just run and hide, or jump up where Baily couldn't get to them, so he never really experienced a cat's fury.
Baily was in the house, and he saw Pepper sitting in the front yard. He wanted out, and was barking and yipping, wanting to go out. My wife let Baily out the front door, and Baily made a bee line straight for Pepper. Pepper just sat there waiting, as if Baily wasn't even there. When Baily got to Pepper, Pepper just grabbed Baily and threw him on the ground like a big hip throw, and then just sat down, as if he was daring Baily to try it again. Baily jumped up and ran straight for the house, yelping and whinning all the way.
My wife and sister saw the whole thing and were laughing their butts off. My wife named the incident "Pepper's Revenge".


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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: SVT_Tactical
Date Posted: May/30/2012 at 11:05
Excellent

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"Most folks are about as happy as they make their minds up to be" - Abraham Lincoln


Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 10:57
Here is Trooper, he is 8 weeks old here.

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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 11:02
Here is Trooper and Trina, as you can see they are now best friends.

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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: SVT_Tactical
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 11:17
He remembered how to post picturesExcellent
 
Cute looking pup BF. 


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"Most folks are about as happy as they make their minds up to be" - Abraham Lincoln


Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 11:19
Originally posted by SVT_Tactical SVT_Tactical wrote:

He remembered how to post picturesExcellent
 
Cute looking pup BF. 
No, I saved Bud's PMBucky

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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 11:20
Best buds.... Excellent

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"Peace is that brief glorious moment in history when everybody stands around reloading".
--Thomas Jefferson





Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 11:21
Umm one question though..... 
 
Who's orange butt plug does Trooper have?!?!?!? Shocked


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"Peace is that brief glorious moment in history when everybody stands around reloading".
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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 11:28
Trina has a jealous streak, and when she thinks we're paying to much attention to the pup, he lives a hard life. Trina hasn't figured out that he's going to be as big as her, and I don't think he's gonna back down like Travis did.

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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 11:31
Originally posted by budperm budperm wrote:

Umm one question though..... 
 
Who's orange butt plug does Trooper have?!?!?!? Shocked
Eet's thee whone you leave at thee hauseindaBandito

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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 11:50
Ahhhh wonder where that got too....
 
 
I was thinking Mrs Bf used it to perfect her half Nelson/ full Monty move... Bucky


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Posted By: cheaptrick
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 12:04
Good to see, Lynn. 

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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 12:19
what the Half Nelson/Full Monty???? Shocked

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"Peace is that brief glorious moment in history when everybody stands around reloading".
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Posted By: RifleDude
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 12:48
Great stories, gents!  I love dogs and will never be without one... or two.

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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 13:20
Originally posted by BeltFed BeltFed wrote:

Here is Trooper, he is 8 weeks old here.
 
He definitely has a look of intelligence about him...  That only means he's going to be a handfull until he matures.  Judging from his rather slinder paws I don't think he is going to be that big...
 


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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 14:19
The breeder said he would probably be about 70lbs. A little small for my liking, but if he is as smart and outgoing as I think he is going to be, then he will be fine.
A friend has his half brother (same dad, different mom), and he will probably be around 100lbs.


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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 14:53
he just looks smart!!! reminds me a little og a dingo


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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: September/14/2012 at 15:07
Mrs.BF said he looks like a dingo too.

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Posted By: RifleDude
Date Posted: September/17/2012 at 08:58
Unbelievable instincts and loyalty:

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http://www.nydailynews.com/news/world/argentinian-dog-stays-master-grave-years-article-1.1159250 - http://www.nydailynews.com/news/world/argentinian-dog-stays-master-grave-years-article-1.1159250



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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: September/17/2012 at 09:32
A touching story Ted. Dogs never cease to amaze me with their devotion.

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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: November/28/2012 at 08:49
A couple of weeks ago, I noticed that Trooper just didn't seem to be as active as a puppy his age should be and mentioned it to Mrs. BF. She has since kept an eye on him, and Monday she took him to the vet. When I got home yesterday, I noticed that Mrs. BF didn't look well, and asked what's wrong. She said Trooper's blood results came in, and he is sick. He has anemia, which is what we lost a young German Shepherd to, two years ago to the day. She said that the Vet said he thinks we've caught it in time, but that it's something in our environment that he must be isolated from. I suspect it's persimmons, since that's his favorite unauthorized snack food, and I know they can be hard on a dogs stomach, but it could be anything. Anyway, he has been started on a tonic, and his next blood test is Monday.
Mrs. BF has fallen in love with this pup, and he loves her too, not to mention that Trina thinks he's her boytoy. It would be devistating to both of them if anything happens to Trooper. I'm kind of attached to him too.


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Posted By: SVT_Tactical
Date Posted: November/28/2012 at 09:05
Time to cut down all the persimmons!

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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: November/28/2012 at 09:38
Persimmons...who'd a thunk it!  My sister had a lab that loved corn on the cob... and my grandmother had airdales that loved to eat sandcrabs....made them puke everywhere!
 
Well my prayer list is non-denominational so Trooper is now on it!  It always hurts you see one sick or to lose a child.. two or four legged!!!


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Posted By: dillon_h
Date Posted: November/28/2012 at 13:51
After my folks split and Mom moved us back to Alabama, Dad needed a travelling partner for the long drives back and forth from Texas to Alabama. He got an Australian Shepherd named Maisy. That dog had more personality than any dog I have seen to this day. She used to peck at my dads side with her nose to keep him awake while he drove to see my two sisters and I.
 
One day at the lake house while Dad was mowing in the front, my sister thought it was a good idea to roll her dodge ball down the hill towards the bank. Being the big brother, I took off after it hoping to catch it before it rolled into the water. As I ran down the hill, I must have stepped on a nest of bees because I was instantly covered in them.
 
All I remember after that is laying on the ground in a ball with Maisy laying over the top of me growling and yelping, but she never moved.
 
Maisy was the coolest dog I have ever had and she is missed dearly.
She was shot by an angry neighbor because "she was running at him, snarling, trying to kill him",
that was his story to the police...
 
 


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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: November/29/2012 at 06:04
Trooper is starting to act more like Travis everyday. He's stealing shoes and taking them to his bed; doesn't chew them much though. He's starting to steal stuff off of the table and counter tops, and this morning when I was pouring a bag of Trina's food in her bin, he stole a big bite of food from the bin. He likes to steal tissues too, and he loves Mrs. BF's mother; crawled up in her lap and gave her a hug.

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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: November/29/2012 at 09:10
Originally posted by dillon_h dillon_h wrote:

After my folks split and Mom moved us back to Alabama, Dad needed a travelling partner for the long drives back and forth from Texas to Alabama. He got an Australian Shepherd named Maisy. That dog had more personality than any dog I have seen to this day. She used to peck at my dads side with her nose to keep him awake while he drove to see my two sisters and I.
 
One day at the lake house while Dad was mowing in the front, my sister thought it was a good idea to roll her dodge ball down the hill towards the bank. Being the big brother, I took off after it hoping to catch it before it rolled into the water. As I ran down the hill, I must have stepped on a nest of bees because I was instantly covered in them.
 
All I remember after that is laying on the ground in a ball with Maisy laying over the top of me growling and yelping, but she never moved.
 
Maisy was the coolest dog I have ever had and she is missed dearly.
She was shot by an angry neighbor because "she was running at him, snarling, trying to kill him",
that was his story to the police...
 
 
The police reported, angry neighbor shot when "he came running, snarling, and trying to kill me" the victom stated.

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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: December/06/2012 at 10:42
Trooper's second blood test came back today; no change. I'm really really bummed right now.

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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: SVT_Tactical
Date Posted: December/06/2012 at 10:52
Prayers sent

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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: December/06/2012 at 11:02
Have you been keeping him inside so you can control his diet?


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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: December/06/2012 at 11:07
Originally posted by budperm budperm wrote:

Have you been keeping him inside so you can control his diet?
 Yes. He only goes out on a leash, and is not allowed to eat anything.


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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: December/06/2012 at 11:10
fingers crossed!!!

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Posted By: SVT_Tactical
Date Posted: December/06/2012 at 12:00
May just take some time for his system to get the stuff out.

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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: December/07/2012 at 06:46
We are now giving him a daily tonic and shots twice a week to stimulate red cell growth, and he gets another blood test next week.
It's hard for me to believe he is anemic since he pulled me all the way on a 1.6 mile walk yesterday. The Vet is optomistic, but concerned, so we're no where near giving up. I lost one dog to anemia 2 years ago, but by the time we discovered it, it was really to late.


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Life's concerns should be about the 120lb pack your trying to get to the top of the mountain, and not the rock in your boot.


Posted By: coyote95
Date Posted: December/27/2012 at 07:50
Hope everything is well.
http://www.aspca.org/pet-care/poison-control/plants/ - http://www.aspca.org/pet-care/poison-control/plants/  
This site opened my eyes, 3/4 of my small wildflower garden was toxic to my pup.


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Posted By: stickbow46
Date Posted: December/27/2012 at 08:09
I feel for you,broke my heart the last time I had to put my wifes dog[susie]down.Never ever thought I could get attached to an animal like that.Prayers out to you & the family.
 
PS:Give St. Anthony a shout he can definetly help you out!


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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: January/18/2013 at 08:42
About 2 weeks ago we got good news from the vet. Trooper had good reports on his last 2 blood test.
We are taking Trooper and Trina to the vet just to make sure they are ok and for my peace of mind. Trina has been on the thin side, so I want to see if there are any issues or is she burning that many calories.
 
I was walking the dogs yesterday, when they jumped a deer. After a bit I called them back. Trina showed up, but the pup was nowhere to be seen or heard. After calling for him several times, I saw him running up the bottom of the hollar. I called a couple more times but he couldn't hear me, and kept running. Trina looked at me, and I looked at her and said, "go get him and bring him back". Off she went, and in a few minutes, here they both came, and the pup was glad to see me. I think Trina is getting smarter every day.


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Posted By: SVT_Tactical
Date Posted: January/18/2013 at 09:09

Cool story.



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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: January/18/2013 at 11:26
Trina saved the pup a couple of days before that, but in a different way.
I was getting back to the house from walking the dogs. This had been a particullary painful walk because I was wearing my back-up boots that are not broke-in (and probably never will be) and my left foot felt like it was cut in half.
Anyway, the pup decided he didn't want to go in and started running all over the place and refused to come when called. He ran up on the roof, in the front yard, down to phill, then back up on the roof. That's where Trina and I snuck up to the edge of the roof. Trooper was sitting at the front edge of the roof watching us. I knew I couldn't chase and catch him, so I told Trina to get him. She took off after the pup, and he started to run, but she caught him and knocked him down. This gave me the chance to tackle the pup, and have a short little but sincere conversation about obedience. It also saved him from having a conversation between his butt and my sore foot. Trina saves that pup from a lot.


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Posted By: SVT_Tactical
Date Posted: January/18/2013 at 11:35
Excellent

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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: January/18/2013 at 12:42

Sounds like anyone kids...acting up.  Cabin fever I do believe!



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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: January/18/2013 at 13:12
Originally posted by budperm budperm wrote:

Sounds like anyone kids...acting up.  Cabin fever I do believe!

For the pup, there is no doubt.


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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: January/21/2013 at 06:54
Took Trina and Trooper to the vet for a check up. Trina had actually gained weight, so no worries there. The vet tried to draw blood from Trooper, but me, Mrs BF, and the vet couldn't hold him down to do it. So after 3 big fights with Trooper the Vet declared him in good health. The vet called him a Tazmainian devel.

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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: January/21/2013 at 09:23
Takes after daddy.... Wink

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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: January/31/2013 at 07:19
 
I see Troupers training is coming along nicely... Cool
 


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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: January/31/2013 at 07:31
Yeah, Trooper likes the precision rifles for some reason, while Trina prefers CQB stuff like ARs and pistols. Trina has made some pretty good long range shots with her AR thoughBig Grin

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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: December/26/2014 at 12:06
Well it's Christmas time, and everyone is telling about their kids reactions to Christmas morning. Unfortunately I don't have any kids, but I do have dogs, and my dogs are my kids. Like kids, I have discovered that dogs love Christmas too, in fact it was my first German Shepherd, "Trouble" that let me know that dogs love Christmas.
On Christmas morning when the family would gather around the tree to open Christmas presents, Trouble would always get in the middle of all the action. She wanted to know what you were opening and would often pose with you when someone would take your picture with your present. Even with her own presents of bones, rawhides, or other treats she still tore herself away to get her picture taken. One of my favorite pictures of Trouble is of her laying across mine and Mrs. BF's laps as we open presents and she is smiling at the camera. Mrs. BF had that picture made into a portrait for my parents, and gave it to them for Christmas after she died, because they loved Trouble. That picture now hangs in our bedroom.
We Gave new bones to Barkley, Trina, and Trooper, and Punkin got a lamb dick before we opened presents. The way they carried on over those bones you would have thought they were cats with catnip. They really enjoyed their presents.


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Date Posted: December/26/2014 at 12:14






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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: December/26/2014 at 16:31

EDUARDO!!!

 
He said "carried on" OVER their bones not WITH their bones!!!  Whacko


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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: December/26/2014 at 16:32
Merry Christmas To the whole Beltfed Family!  Howdy

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Posted By: Peddler
Date Posted: December/26/2014 at 17:28
Our three all got new bones and tennis balls and frisbees. A good time was had by all.

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Posted By: Peddler
Date Posted: December/26/2014 at 17:29
Forgot to explain, orange frisbees for winter and white frisbees for summer.

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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: December/29/2014 at 06:46
All 4 of them got bad, BAD gas Saturday evening. Almost as bad as dead deer dog fart gas. I was afraid someone might not survive the night. Just didn't know who it was going to be.




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Posted By: Peddler
Date Posted: December/29/2014 at 06:52
Been there!

Usually caused by chicken or venison scraps!


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It is the same when you are stupid.


Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: December/29/2014 at 07:47
A friend of mine came up Sunday morning and we went squirrel hunting. I took the 2 shepherds with us to tree squirrels. I don't think my friend believed those 2 shepherds could even find a squirrel.
We had come to the end of a path and were talking (we were really just taking our guns for a walk), when Trina and Trooper took off like lightening bolts. I told my friend they had a squirrel. A second later I heard and saw a squirrel chattering and running up a tree. My friend ran over to the tree and 3 shots later from his 20ga. 870 we had a squirrel on the ground.
That was the first time my friend had ever seen dogs tree a squirrel like that. I told him that was ok, it was the first time the dogs ever had a squirrel come down out of the tree after they had treed it.


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Posted By: cheaptrick
Date Posted: December/29/2014 at 08:28
"3 shots later....." 

??????  Was the squirrel a ninja squirrel? Hippie 


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Posted By: Peddler
Date Posted: December/29/2014 at 09:04
Big Grin

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When you are dead, you don't know you are dead.It is difficult only for others.

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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: December/29/2014 at 09:28
Originally posted by BeltFed BeltFed wrote:

All 4 of them got bad, BAD gas Saturday evening. Almost as bad as dead deer dog fart gas. I was afraid someone might not survive the night. Just didn't know who it was going to be.
 
 
Peddler   
 
Been there!

Usually caused by chicken or venison scraps!

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I found out Cabbage hearts make atomic dog farts....  found out the hard way unfortunately...


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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: December/29/2014 at 09:30
3 20Ga shots.... nervous was he.....or blind


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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: December/29/2014 at 09:31
Still fun though... Did you get any Lynn?

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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: December/29/2014 at 10:05
My friend is a great shot at something that's standing still, and after the first shot (the squirrel was behind the tree) the squirrel didn't want to set still.
I took a 22 because I don't care that much for squirrel.


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Posted By: Son of Ed
Date Posted: December/29/2014 at 17:49
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Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: February/26/2016 at 11:58
Dad had many dogs in his life time, but there was one that he talked about more than others, it was a Collie German Shepherd mix. Dad grew up on a farm so he had chores to do. To make his work easier he made a leather harness for his dog so he could pull a small wagon that dad used to haul small loads. Dad said all he had to do was pick up the harness and his dog came running ready to work. When it came time for a chicken dinner, dad would point out a chicken to the dog and tell him to get it. The dog would catch THAT chicken and bring it to him, alive.
I know that dog was special to dad. About a week before dad died, I took his current dog (a Pomeranian named Punkin) to visit with dad at the rehab facility he was at. Dad would have nothing to do with Punkin, but a few minutes later told me I needed to tie Scout up, and pointed to an area where nothing I could see was. He had to be seeing things I thought. Punkin was with Mrs. BF in another room. Scout was the name of that Collie/German Shepherd mix he had as a boy. At that point I knew dad wasn't going to make it. His dog had come for him, and dad could see him. It was the only time I didn't think dad was lucent. I'm not so sure now.


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Posted By: budperm
Date Posted: February/26/2016 at 22:26
That was deeply touching Lynn....

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Posted By: cheaptrick
Date Posted: February/27/2016 at 01:48

Her registered name was Vivacious Judah, but I called her "Juju". My precious angel. 


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Posted By: Peddler
Date Posted: February/27/2016 at 04:41
👍👍👍

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When you are dead, you don't know you are dead.It is difficult only for others.

It is the same when you are stupid.


Posted By: BeltFed
Date Posted: February/29/2016 at 07:49
Beautiful Dobie Mark. I can see why you miss her so much.


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