What pets/animals do you keep?
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I used to keep pet rats (they just don't live long enough so I upgraded to bunny) and both the males I had were hot-sauce freaks and most of the females were winos... Ratt and Buddy would both lick tabasco sauce off my hand, Shadow (or was it Fang? too many grey females with white feets) always went after my beer and Mousie would be head and shoulders into my wine glass if I held it anywhere near her, she'd even go after whiskey as long as it wasn't in a glass (I think it concentrated the smell too much)... Spot, however, is a sensible creature and though she's been known to go after Tandoori corn chips and Ringolos, she recoils and gives me this look of, "Are you trying to kill me?!?" if I let her sniff my glass of wine/mead...
That is very sad indeed to hear.
Try to take the passing of this beloved pet and think of what
it had brought to the quality of life for your parents, and how
lucky the pet was to have them for guardians, for it's wonderful
life while living with them.
Warmest Regards,
TB
Losing a pet is never easy... I'm sorry to hear it. I think such stories are a good reminder for everyone to enjoy what time they have with their pets.
I once blubbered for an hour when my kids' pet rat died, which made me feel strange to cry for a two dollar rat. But we love them, no matter what.
I have 4 cats. And my daughter's dog. And my sister's two dogs. Enough is enough.
I have 4 cats. And my daughter's dog. And my sister's two dogs. Enough is enough.
Some of my 'pets' die all the time. But they sure are tasty.
Sorry to hear of your loss. I was in pieces for a week when our little cat died. I kept seeing and hearing her for weeks after.
Everytime I sat down on the couch, and it wasn't smooth under me, I'd freak out, thinking I'd sat on her 'again', she had this habbit of aways being where you wanted to sit, and usually under a blanket.
(for the record, this is not how she died)
Sorry to hear of your loss. I was in pieces for a week when our little cat died. I kept seeing and hearing her for weeks after.
Everytime I sat down on the couch, and it wasn't smooth under me, I'd freak out, thinking I'd sat on her 'again', she had this habbit of aways being where you wanted to sit, and usually under a blanket.
(for the record, this is not how she died)
My first rescue hound had cancer in her later years, maybe I waited too long to have her put to sleep, but she got so weak, I had to carry her outside every day to put her out in the yard. She couldn't handle the daily walk she loved anymore. Did that for a couple of years until the day came when she couldn't stand up anymore. The cancer was inoperable, a large mass just above the esophagus.
The second rescue hound was sad for a while, you could see he missed his "big sister."
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The second rescue hound was sad for a while, you could see he missed his "big sister."
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That's always sad... and it's really hard to know when is the right time... A friend of mine had a Sheltie that was deaf and going blind but they knew she was happy as long as she tried to play, and knew it was time when she didn't want to play anymore...
Fantacie's 22 and I'm not looking forward to when I have to make the call. She's mostly healthy but being a grey horse has started with sprouting melanomas (in horses they're just little lumps that appear and grow slowly and don't metastatise into other cancers unless you open them up, so they're OK until the lumps get in the way, last horse I knew with them ended up dying from gut blockages from them).
Here's hoping for long healthy lives for all our critters, and knowing when to call it at the end...
<raises a mug of mead>
Fantacie's 22 and I'm not looking forward to when I have to make the call. She's mostly healthy but being a grey horse has started with sprouting melanomas (in horses they're just little lumps that appear and grow slowly and don't metastatise into other cancers unless you open them up, so they're OK until the lumps get in the way, last horse I knew with them ended up dying from gut blockages from them).
Here's hoping for long healthy lives for all our critters, and knowing when to call it at the end...
<raises a mug of mead>
Aye... My bearded dragon is getting close to being "middle aged". I'm almost 24 and I'm hopeful she will be around through all of my 20s, but I'm gonna be awfully sad when the time comes. She may be "just a lizard" to some, but these guys are so friendly and have so much personality that you just can't not love them and their quirky little behaviors. She will be missed one day.
My Family and I share our life with my Jeep Buddy, Pellinore (Pelli for Short)
He's a 14 Yr Old English Springer..
Here he is in His Jeep telling me to either start driving or let him out..lol
He's a 14 Yr Old English Springer..
Here he is in His Jeep telling me to either start driving or let him out..lol
Umm...I'd ask you to say more about that, but I'm not sure I want to know...
unless you're referring to your meads...
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I'm fortunate to have a vet that does house calls so the animal can be put down at home, other animals at home can get a good sniff and know their pet-sib is gone, they get closure, and I can bury the body in the family pet-graveyard without having to do cremation and all...
Mom and Dad were basketcases because this was not an expected loss...but you know what I always say: "If you're always expecting to die, then you can never die unexpectedly..."
<mug raised in reply>
My mom's vet came out for her dog as well, which was good, there was no way Mom was getting the dog off the sofa and into the car... With horses, most of the time it's assumed the vet will come to you, but then again, we pay their mileage every other time they need something too...
The farm I kept my mare at has a far back pasture where 3 of the horses were put to sleep and buried when it was time for them to move on. Unfortunately my little mare isn't one of them, because she had been taken to the Equine Hospital. She was cremated though and mixed into the dirt around a holly bush planted in her memory (Her stable name was Holly). The vet cut a braided section of her tail for me though.
Well echo... I fear your insects, I have always had an irrational fear of insects, but oddly enough this does NOT apply to bees even though I was fairly allergic when a small child (balloon limbs if stung). I was taught at a young age to appreciate them all the same, my father being a huge fan of anything agricultural and me being yelled at for even stepping on / damaging plants and especially if I went around destroying spiderwebs and whatnot.
I love your dragon though, always wanted one, just never got one. I did though have many of lizards growing up. I had many Anoles growing up (if you haven't heard of/seen them they are wonderful), had two leopard geckos, a turtle (was too young to remember the breed now, but my dad made it a carnivore, I grew up thinking goldfish were turtle food... live goldfish and he also fed it leftovers like chicken, steak, or hotdogs) and had 2 skinks (though I guess more like one, very territorial and the bigger one did some irreversible damage before separated). Worse part of all these lizards, was feeding them, all ate bugs, never had any "cool" ones that ate veggies.
Currently though we have 4 cats, 2 dogs (Aussie Shepard mix and a weinerdog/shiatsu mix) the little wienershit is hilarious, long body, shaggy hair, and back legs go faster than the front when she is hyped up (also considers green beans of all things to be a dog treat), and there is a rabbit (only one now, but if you count all the ones I've had in my house growing up, probably had more than 30 due to uhh unsupervised breeding...) and finally my brother has a lamb, though its not at the same house and is more of a school project I guess.
Well that's all for now, noticing how long this post is even though there are more from the past that I have yet to mention. as for one more though, he is no longer with us, but my mom raised a kitten that was a runt and lived to be 25 or so (older than me still and I was in high school when we lost him, more like the real first born of the family) but he was the best cat ever, none I have been around matched up to him.
I love your dragon though, always wanted one, just never got one. I did though have many of lizards growing up. I had many Anoles growing up (if you haven't heard of/seen them they are wonderful), had two leopard geckos, a turtle (was too young to remember the breed now, but my dad made it a carnivore, I grew up thinking goldfish were turtle food... live goldfish and he also fed it leftovers like chicken, steak, or hotdogs) and had 2 skinks (though I guess more like one, very territorial and the bigger one did some irreversible damage before separated). Worse part of all these lizards, was feeding them, all ate bugs, never had any "cool" ones that ate veggies.
Currently though we have 4 cats, 2 dogs (Aussie Shepard mix and a weinerdog/shiatsu mix) the little wienershit is hilarious, long body, shaggy hair, and back legs go faster than the front when she is hyped up (also considers green beans of all things to be a dog treat), and there is a rabbit (only one now, but if you count all the ones I've had in my house growing up, probably had more than 30 due to uhh unsupervised breeding...) and finally my brother has a lamb, though its not at the same house and is more of a school project I guess.
Well that's all for now, noticing how long this post is even though there are more from the past that I have yet to mention. as for one more though, he is no longer with us, but my mom raised a kitten that was a runt and lived to be 25 or so (older than me still and I was in high school when we lost him, more like the real first born of the family) but he was the best cat ever, none I have been around matched up to him.
Well, I have an irrational fear of bees and wasps, which is partly an extension of my phobia of getting stuck by a needle. (I fear your Habanero Capsicumel too, but for different reasons >.>) But not ants, because they can't fly. We have a lot of green anoles running around here in Texas, they're really cool little guys. Theres a lizard called a gargoyle gecko that looks awesome and lives on fruit, I want to get one whenever my bearded dragon lives out her days. I have a completely custom built enclosure mostly finished for one, with automatic lighting and humidity systems and everything. Hm... Our lab mix would happily eat green beans, I'm sure. She's a garbage disposal. ...I wonder how she would like mead... (edit: not my JAO! grapes/raisins kill dogs!)
Yeah I love Anoles, I wish I still had them, as a kid I'd try to bring them everywhere with me, and they bite onto say my earlobes and I'd try to wear them like earrings hehe. And many a person would freak when one got loose and I accidentally caught it by the tail, since they have that as a bird defense or whatever, it would wriggle around like a worm freaking out say my mother.
And yeah the puppy is a total garbage disposal for whatever she can get to, though with certain greens like lettuce she just plays with it for the most part, but will eat it if you want to take it, otherwise getting bored and leaving it on the floor. But if anything drops on the floor in her sight and she can't have it you gotta move quick, dropped half a habanero the other weekend, i don't know how she'd take it, didn't want to find out.
As for Mead... well she'll try to get it all the time, she is addicted to honey... when she was really young we had a medicine for her, that happened to be mixed with honey so she'd eat it, well now anything in one of those syringe like dispensers (like the flea treatment we use, which is bad) she wants to eat, badly. So yes, she loves sweet mead at least.
And yeah the puppy is a total garbage disposal for whatever she can get to, though with certain greens like lettuce she just plays with it for the most part, but will eat it if you want to take it, otherwise getting bored and leaving it on the floor. But if anything drops on the floor in her sight and she can't have it you gotta move quick, dropped half a habanero the other weekend, i don't know how she'd take it, didn't want to find out.
As for Mead... well she'll try to get it all the time, she is addicted to honey... when she was really young we had a medicine for her, that happened to be mixed with honey so she'd eat it, well now anything in one of those syringe like dispensers (like the flea treatment we use, which is bad) she wants to eat, badly. So yes, she loves sweet mead at least.
What a fine animal. Do you allow the dog to work as a pointer? or is it just a family pet? I though I would try to add a picture of my critter too?
Regards,
TB
P.S. Sorry my picture uploading doesn't seem to work to well
