ePlaya Pets

[littleflower]

what a great thread!
Here is my little buddy Fifi Joli de Boise (R), with her BFF and fellow nonetuplet Mocha (L), who lives with my sister:


a little video i made of Fifi tormenting the neighbor

[theCryptofishist]

This is Francesca.

She was stalking me, last week, on my evening walk!

[edbrez]

Larry.



Aka Puppy, or Smelly Cat.

Larry was a rescue as a kitten. He was extremely ill when we got to him, and was definitely marked by his life before finding us.

He can't be in contact with other cats without risk of contaminating them
Stress causes him to sneeze uncontrollably, and go quite wonky with facial tics
About half his teeth have already fallen out. The vet says they're all doomed no matter what we do.

He's got brutal breath. Brutal.

But he's the best cat I've ever known.

Loving, friendly, open and calm. Unless it's crazy hour. Or time to play ball.

Spends much his life looking down on the world from one of his many perches.


Loves typing.


Actually loves doing ANYTHING you are doing. He's a wonderful “helper”.

I really hope he sticks around.....

Lovely photo

[forty_eight]

Though this was funny:



I got a puppy last week:



She looks like a coyote here ... her name is Frida. I'm head over heels for her.

No relation to avatar.

[Roark]

Without a doubt, those petting charts are funniest, and most accurate things I have seen all week.

[lucky420]

Oooooh puppy love!

[Sunbeam56]

Doogs...

Bandit, the geriatric (toothless) Golden Retriever
Teakup the total mutt
Baby Rae (half Golden, half Lab)
Rufus (green eyed Border Collie)
Abu Nemo (half Lab, half god-knows-what) He has a dysfunctional leg. Tripod.

What a chorus

[Sunbeam56]

Too many stinky damn dogs.

[mgb327]

[Savannah]

Sunbeam, those expectant little faces just kill me.

48_love . . . I can see why you are smitten with Frida.

[Sunbeam56]

I love Frida too... Puppy breathe!!!

This is one of my cats. His name is DaKota. He's a brat.

[forty_eight]

Too many stinky damn dogs.

looks like a fun bunch!

[Sunbeam56]

Since this thread has slowed - let me bore you with their stories.

Bandit, the Big Yellow Dog at the end (Golden Retriever). I love big dogs. You don't have to bend down to pet them.
Bandit was a "save" rather than a "rescue". When I got him he had been perfectly cared for. Well fed, Vetted, came with a collar, leash and 50# of dog food.
But he didn't know his name.
He was so big and active that his family had put him in the backyard, and not played with him.
So I changed his name, and took him in.

Bandit's greatest virtue is he won't be stolen. In the winter of 2008, after Hurricane Ike, we had a cold night. My dogs know where the office is - about a mile away - and apparently he went looking for me. A friend saw them at the office that night. But then they disappeared.
Both dogs had collars and tags with their names and my phone number.
A couple of days passed. No calls.
I did the usual, posting phots and rewards. Nothing.
About five days later Bandit showed back up, looking sheepish. He wasn't hungry, and he wasn't wearing his collar, or his tag with my number.
I conclude that he was taken, slipped his collar, and came home. He refused to be stolen.

I haven't put a collar on him since.
He's getting old. Last summer I thought he might forget to wake up. But the colder weather has blessed him. He has a good quality of life.

[Sunbeam56]

So, you may have noticed that I constantly insult pets. That's because they have short lives. You love them so much, and then they die.
If you don't constantly remind yourself that they have faults as well as virtues, you won't survive the pain.
Too many pets, too many deaths.

[Sunbeam56]

So the next one is Teakup. (Small black mutt with gremlin ears)
Teakup is my daughter's dog. My daughter was present when he was born. And has had him ever since. The mother dog was psycho, and pretty much had no motherly instincts. So they had to force her to lay still for the puppies to nurse.
My daughter has never raised a dog before, so he's largely untrained. I have taught him what a collar and a leash are. But when he is off the collar, he's terrible.
He is very athletic. That little dog can jump a round bale - which are about 3 1/2 to 4 feet high.
My daughter is going through a self improvement phase, and that includes much time away from Teakup.
Teakup is too destructive - he chews on things nervously when he's left alone in her apartment. So she would have to crate him.
Instead she brings him over here.

[Sunbeam56]

Next over is Baby Rae. She's half Golden, half Lab. She's our zombie.
Baby Rae was a gift from a friend. The friend had an unplanned cross, and was selling the puppies. They came by and showed me the puppies, and of course, I had to pick up and smell them all. (Puppy breath is mahvelous - curled milk and sweetness). The runt tried to lick my face.
So they decided I needed her - when they couldn't sell her.
I really didn't need a dog, but Bandit took to her, and they played constantly. So okay.
Then she developed mange, which we cured with horse wormer.
Then one day... we were working cattle, I forget what we were doing, except that it involved both horses and cattle. In a period of about 5 minutes, Baby Rae went from fine to crippled. I thought she had been kicked by a cow. It was something that couldn't be interrupted, so about 30 minutes later, I went and checked her out.
By that time she was immobile, and whining. I examined her, thinking to find broken bones. But instead found a snake bite - two puncture wounds.
She lay around 3 days, and then wouldn't use the leg for awhile. Her right front limb withered. We expected her to die - but she didn't.
Then, the real problem started. The wound got infected - the Vets think by a fungus. That would be consistent with a coppermouth bite (water snake). Anyway, the infection isn't curable. She's been through three different antibiotic regimes, with little change. She has fistulas (infections that erupt like giant pustules). She leaks.
The leakage stinks, draws flies.

But, she now has full use of her leg - and actually is very fast, races cars down the driveway.
And she has a good quality of life.
She is the dog that refuses to die.

[FIGJAM]

Straight from the movie "The razors edge".

After the people died, remember their faults to overcome the pain.

[Sunbeam56]

The next over is Rufus. He's a pure bred Border Collie. I know he looks like an Aussie - but he's not. You can see it when he is "herding" something. He puts his nose low to the ground and does that snake eye contact thing with his subject.
Rufus was a trade. Not necessarily a willing trade. Another weird Texas deal.
I had two evil drakes (male ducks). They were harrassing the chickens and goose, because I had no hens.
So I wanted to get rid of the drakes, but didn't want to eat them.
There is a lady across town that has lovely Border Collies. I talke to her one day and conversationally complimented her beautiful puppies. She offered to trade a puppy for the evil drakes.
So I took her the drakes.
I didn't expect, not really, to get a $600 dog for two $3 drakes.
But several months later, she had a puppy for me.
Rufus is awful. He has all the indications that he will have hip dysplasia, BAD. He is mismarked (see the pink snip on the nose?).
But he was a puppy and had puppy breath, so I took him.
I was also thinking that Bandit might not wake some day - and wanted a replacement. What a weak excuse for keeping a puppy - Bandit has gotten a second wind.
He's a project in progress.
He is only as obedient as he wants.
He is needy - wants to sleep in my lap ALL the time.

So yeah, he will be a keeper. Probably not for long - but while he lives, we will give him a good life.

[Roark]

Then she developed mange, which we cured with horse wormer.

Ummm... not exactly "we" and not exactly a planned "cure". The real story is a little weirder. We were worming the horses. To do this we just squeeze the wormer paste onto a piece of wheat bread and the horses devour it. All except for one horse named "Mattie". She is old and smart. She took the bread in her mouth, smelled the paste, and promptly dropped it. Rae runs over before we could grab it and she eats it. With the wormer. Down the hatch!

That 30 lb fool ate enough fenbendazole/ivermectin wormer for a **1300** pound quarterhorse.

You better believe it cured the mange. At a 50:1 overdose, I expected Rae's liver to fall out, but fortunately this stuff has a WIDE dosing latitude. She survived. The mange did not.

Zombie dog. In more ways than one.

[Sunbeam56]

So the last one is Abu Nemo.
Abu Nemo belongs to T, my daughter's best friend. She finds herself alienated from her family, and homeless. So she's staying with us.
Abu Nemo was hit by a car, and survived in the wild. Meaning in the city, but without an owner. As a result, his leg bones grew back wrong - and he's crippled.
T fed him out of a parking lot, and he came home with her.
He would actually be better off if he lost the leg - because he has all four, but the wounded one won't support him.
He's part Lab, you can see that from his skull shape. But what the other half is - well that's too speculative to tell.
He's a good dog, altho he eats chicken eggs.
T has trained him, and he is obedient to her.
He ignores me, unless T is off, and then he wants to sit and sleep on my feet.

[Sunbeam56]

More Dakota...

[forty_eight]

So, you may have noticed that I constantly insult pets. That's because they have short lives. You love them so much, and then they die.
If you don't constantly remind yourself that they have faults as well as virtues, you won't survive the pain.
Too many pets, too many deaths.

That is actually a very sweet sentiment.

Mortality is the ultimate psychic trip.

Humans and animals alike ... live love today.

(getting sentimental and obscure ... last glass of port, for sure)

[forty_eight]

T has trained him, and he is obedient to her.
He ignores me, unless T is off, and then he wants to sit and sleep on my feet.

Ha, gave Frida the command to come tonight but my wife has been doing the lion's share of the training ... frida looks at her with the exact expression:

"Is this guy legit?"

Will never forget! <3

[graidawg]

charlie thinking he is sexy.jpg

[mgb327]

More photos of the kids.

[mgb327]

Hard to believe these photos with the bitter cold we have here right now. We all miss the pond in the summer.

[edbrez]

Hard to believe these photos with the bitter cold we have here right now. We all miss the pond in the summer.

Great photos, it's too miserable here to set foot outside
Poor dogs are itching for a walk
I'll take them up the Mountain tomorrow and get some shots

What type dogs are they?

[edbrez]

charlie thinking he is sexy.jpg

Handy arrangement Graidawg
You get the pleasure of petting and interacting with the cats without the hassle of owning and feeding i.e when you need to go to BM

Sunbeam, you have the kindest heart! I really feel the love in your lovely life stories of your pets

[mgb327]

Hard to believe these photos with the bitter cold we have here right now. We all miss the pond in the summer.

Great photos, it's too miserable here to set foot outside
Poor dogs are itching for a walk
I'll take them up the Mountain tomorrow and get some shots

What type dogs are they?

My two are brother and sister Blue Heelers, or Austrailian Cattle Dogs. Heavy on the Dingo. They are a domestic dog, but the Dingo over-ride makes them do some really odd shit. Way too "interactive", luckily I am still considered the pack-leader. They never bite, nor have any negative characteristics.

[edbrez]

Hard to believe these photos with the bitter cold we have here right now. We all miss the pond in the summer.

Great photos, it's too miserable here to set foot outside
Poor dogs are itching for a walk
I'll take them up the Mountain tomorrow and get some shots

What type dogs are they?

My two are brother and sister Blue Heelers, or Austrailian Cattle Dogs. Heavy on the Dingo. They are a domestic dog, but the Dingo over-ride makes them do some really odd shit. Way too "interactive", luckily I am still considered the pack-leader. They never bite, nor have any negative characteristics.

OK cool, I was wondering, I mentioned earlier I thought stinko looked similar to dog in Mad Max and now I get the connection.
Dingos are meant to be hard to domesticate
Lovely looking dogs, I'd say they are a handful if they don't get walked or let out very often

I'd love to get one of these myself, maybe when I get older and have more time to care for one.

Irish Wolfhound - they need a lot of attention and need to be walked a lot