she has intentionals. that's one thing tc's never been able to break her of is peeing on carpet. that's why they're kept in the kitchen/family room on the hardwood.
My mom's last dog, a maltese, would poop on purpose when he was mad at her for leaving the house. You'd barely get to the car and you'd see him heading for the downstairs to find a good spot. little brat
I have to just keep honey off carpet... nothing else works. Sheesh ares, you make it sound like I just let her do it.... yuck! There is no pee in our carpet! Actually I had bribed them to all look the same direction for that picture with a milkbone... I broke it into 3 pieces... which left yummy crumbs on the carpet. :smile:
My x-roomate had a jack russell that hated my cat.
If I left my door open to my room, he would try to jump on my bed to get the cat. In all his jumping he would excite himself so much he'd crap on my floor.
My girl doggie Bonnie - when she was a pup, she would get so excited when someone new would come in the house and acknowledge her presences she would piddle a little stream from where ever she was, the distance to where ever they were.
My last dog, Chester... when I first got him, back when I lived with my mom, had a problem with peeing on stuff in the house, when we werent home....
the last of which was one X-mas... the last one my sister had, before buying her own house.... we had all come home from dinner, to find out that Chester had taken a leak on the X-mas tree, and all the presents, which all had to be re-wrapped.
the way I figure.... he's a dog... he see's a tree... he knows what to do...simple enough...
my sister and mom didnt see it that way, so they resorted to keeping him in the kitchen, with a gate...
but he started jumping that, and sleeping in my moms bed.... so we piled chairs up infront of the gate.... he still found his way around them....
as well as somehow finding out how to open our back-hallway door, and go up to the bedroom, the opposite way.... he was a houdini, of sorts, I guess...
Mine are constantly underfoot. The big Collies spread out on my kitchen floor and it isn't unusual to step back and tumble over them.... they give you this look over their shoulder like "that was sure graceful" who knew dogs were capable of sarcasm?
totally. Or my little one, knows right from wrong - and you can see her, when she is tempted to be naughty actually weighing out the action vs. the pushiment.
If Bucky is acting too wild, and running around all over the place, Azreal will get up in his face, and swat at him, and hiss.... after-which Bucky will look like one of us humans had scolded him, an will head off to a corner to hide for a while....
My cat is 19 - people years old. So how old is that in cat years? Her name is Jennie. She was born Sept. 18, 1986...amazing! She does pretty good most days, tho she is going blind and it is hard for her to do the stairs somedays. Jennie has out lived three dogs, another cat, two hamsters, two geckos, three aquarium loads of fish and a snake.
So there are 2 cats in my backyard and my dog is going beserk. I recognize the grey and white one as the next door neighbor's cat, but I didn't know about the skinny black and white one. (no collar or tags--- I don't get people who don't pay $5-10 for a collar and name tag, so people can tell whether they are strays or not) I was concerned about the skinny one so I went outside to give the b&w one some food. He seemed pretty friendly but wouldn't come up to me. So I'm watching him through the front door munch on the food and then he comes up to the door, I open it and he comes in !!! So now I have a cat loose in the house that won't let me near it. GREAT. (we own and live in a duplex but don't rent out the lower half due to renovation plans) So now I have this anti social cat running around the house. I finally relented and yelled for the hubby to come help me. He just gasped and said "What is wrong with you?" We found kitty hiding in the basement and managed to scootch him out the side door. After a stern lecture from the hubby, I sheepishly shrugged and promised to never do that again. :worried: :chagrin: :eyeroll: :sheepish:
The black and white sounds like it could have been one of my creepy neighbor's cats. They have several who they never let in the house. They lived in my garage last winter and did all sorts of havoc in there. Have a new garage door now. :smile: One that actually closes all the way.
they can be the dickens to catch when they don't want to be caught. I rescued 3 once from a woman's home... she had died and they found her 4 days later. After the medical examiner removed the body, they realized there were cats in the house... either animal control had to take them or the family had to find someone dumb enough to go in there and rescue them... yup... I am the idiot they found. Hungry, scared and not declawed... there weren't gloves thick enough. I could have used a gas mask too... yuck!
I hate people who get animals, then never take care of them. Then basically let them be loose so the rest of us have to deal with them.
2 basic things people could do to stop this.
First get a collar and name tag so people will know the animal at least belongs to somebody, so they don't bring it to the pound. And second get it spay and nuetered so it doesn't bring dozens of more unwanted animals into the world.
I didn't so much as ask, but mentioned some of us keep talking about our pets so much in other threads that we should start a pet thread. Vino and I were in favor of a food & wine thread. Somehow food and pets end up in the Thing You Enjoy thread. Just not pets as food..... :lipsealed:
I dislike cats, but love kittens. My buddy is going to have a roomate at school next year that has offered a perma-kitten as he lives on a farm with like a hundred cats out in a barn and they always are having new kittens that they cant give away fast enough.
Tates, one of my cats is actually ferral. She has lived in my house now for 5 years and two of her babies are my biggest loves. She is slowly coming around, once or twice a year, she will brush up against me, and occasionally sit on my feet.
My indoor/outdoor cats have a name tag - although they always loose it. What the pound (out here recommends) is getting them micro chipped. when they are picked up, they are drug across the scanner and read.
When my nasty neighbor (when I lived on base) picked up my two indoor/outdoor cats and took them to the pound (he was a $*%&(*$%)$(*!) They scanned them and called me.
don't worry (its really mean) he got his, after I found out he'd turned over 45 cats into the pound in the past year.
so I'm bored, and I'm going through tons of folders and crap that I have on this computer, to see whats in them...
I found a buncha pictures....
since this thread has the word "kids" in the title, and i'm feeling generous, and obviously enjoy embarrassing myself, check this one out...from one of my uncles weddings, back when I was like 6 or so....
can you guess which one's storm?
If I left my door open to my room, he would try to jump on my bed to get the cat. In all his jumping he would excite himself so much he'd crap on my floor.
This coupled with a pissed off cat.
ugh.
The black/grey one is Bonnie (Aussie Shep x Queenland Heeler)
the last of which was one X-mas... the last one my sister had, before buying her own house.... we had all come home from dinner, to find out that Chester had taken a leak on the X-mas tree, and all the presents, which all had to be re-wrapped.
the way I figure.... he's a dog... he see's a tree... he knows what to do...simple enough...
my sister and mom didnt see it that way, so they resorted to keeping him in the kitchen, with a gate...
but he started jumping that, and sleeping in my moms bed.... so we piled chairs up infront of the gate.... he still found his way around them....
as well as somehow finding out how to open our back-hallway door, and go up to the bedroom, the opposite way.... he was a houdini, of sorts, I guess...
that second picture, looks like they were interrupted during some kind of deep conversation....
My dog Hunter got made at me taking the tree down 2 years ago - lifted his leg and sprayed it.
I was sooo mad!
If Bucky is acting too wild, and running around all over the place, Azreal will get up in his face, and swat at him, and hiss.... after-which Bucky will look like one of us humans had scolded him, an will head off to a corner to hide for a while....
Anybody wanna hire my cat as a baby-sitter?
Another one of her puppies won the blue in the smoothie division.
Our dogs get presents from "Santa Paws" too.
I know we're wierd.
So there are 2 cats in my backyard and my dog is going beserk. I recognize the grey and white one as the next door neighbor's cat, but I didn't know about the skinny black and white one. (no collar or tags--- I don't get people who don't pay $5-10 for a collar and name tag, so people can tell whether they are strays or not) I was concerned about the skinny one so I went outside to give the b&w one some food. He seemed pretty friendly but wouldn't come up to me. So I'm watching him through the front door munch on the food and then he comes up to the door, I open it and he comes in !!! So now I have a cat loose in the house that won't let me near it. GREAT. (we own and live in a duplex but don't rent out the lower half due to renovation plans) So now I have this anti social cat running around the house. I finally relented and yelled for the hubby to come help me. He just gasped and said "What is wrong with you?" We found kitty hiding in the basement and managed to scootch him out the side door. After a stern lecture from the hubby, I sheepishly shrugged and promised to never do that again. :worried: :chagrin: :eyeroll: :sheepish:
At one point I put on thick gloves just in case I had to grab him. Didn't want to worry about rabies.
He didn't seem feral. He just wouldn't let me catch him.
2 basic things people could do to stop this.
First get a collar and name tag so people will know the animal at least belongs to somebody, so they don't bring it to the pound. And second get it spay and nuetered so it doesn't bring dozens of more unwanted animals into the world.
My indoor/outdoor cats have a name tag - although they always loose it. What the pound (out here recommends) is getting them micro chipped. when they are picked up, they are drug across the scanner and read.
When my nasty neighbor (when I lived on base) picked up my two indoor/outdoor cats and took them to the pound (he was a $*%&(*$%)$(*!) They scanned them and called me.
don't worry (its really mean) he got his, after I found out he'd turned over 45 cats into the pound in the past year.
I found a buncha pictures....
since this thread has the word "kids" in the title, and i'm feeling generous, and obviously enjoy embarrassing myself, check this one out...from one of my uncles weddings, back when I was like 6 or so....
Its the only time that I've worn a tuxedo. ever.
 :smile:
I know I can say it....
CUTIE!!!!
So cute - so sweet - so innocent