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Discussion in 'Thumpers' started by gjcarving, Nov 23, 2013.
Yes. Please don’t get me started. It’s infuriating.
Looks oddly like an avocado that’s been cut in half
Me trying to track down eggs.
Not sure if that's been going on around here, but the Humane Society announced they would be shutting down and within a day or two all of the animals they had were adopted out.
The place my sister got her new dog from had 4 people come in at the same time to look at one of the dogs they had. He ended up getting adopted that night.
Sometimes people don't suck
Was wondering about your timeline for having to isolate from your son. That’s so hard. Hope those lungs keep feeling better!
I'm a little surprised yinz don't have a few.
My funky skateboard friend was jamming some @Bultaco206 tunes last night ...
They’re were garbage people yesterday. There will be garbage people tomorrow.
Now I’m wondering how Lucy is doing.... Haven’t checked in with her adopted home in a bit. I’m guessing she’s about 6 years old now. She’d been abandoned at a vacation kennel when I brought her to live with me.
I'm always down for beach music.
I paid for two extra bags of dog food to donate the other day when I picked up Elmer’s. Sad what happens to animals when people freak out and act stupid. Tears my heart out actually.
This must have been twenty five years ago now because it was two goldens back. We lived downtown in Annapolis then. Our golden was getting old and was nearly blind and deaf. Some kids decided he would be a good playmate and let him out of our fence. Naturally he was all about playing with kids and followed them home.
Their bitch of mother chased him off even though her own snowflakes brought him home and he had our phone number and address three block away on his collar. The dog had no idea how to get home because he couldn't see. He ended up standing in the middle of the main street to downtown Annapolis.
Some good Samaritan picked him up. But, again, despite his address on the collar and being now one block from home, they took him across town to the SPCA. Thanks, for saving him from being killed, but WTF? The SPCA called me instead instead of letting him go off to animal control because of his age.
For which they got as big a donation as we could afford back then. Because when I got there the animal control officer was there picking up dogs. They were refusing to to serve me and I was getting pissed off. I finally noticed them shushing me. My pooch was in a closet napping on a blanket to avoid incarceration and a fine.
Did I mention a BIG donation?
That story went from to quickly!
I wanted to spend a couple of hours with a shovel and rake and put my driveway back where it belongs. Most of that pic should be grass. The guy that plows my drive gets a bit...aggressive. Ten minutes in and it’s still all ice underneath the main pile.
I guess I’ll try it again next week.
This was more from @Bultaco206 prime years!
We were so broke back in the early 90's when that happened a $400 mistake at the bank once wiped us out completely. Yet, we scraped together a $100 donation to SPCA for going way above and beyond the call of duty. But who doesn't like smiling old senile golden retrievers?