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Post by Mini Mia on May 20, 2009 2:24:39 GMT -6
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Post by Phalon on Jul 1, 2009 6:17:00 GMT -6
My dog has a drinking problem; I'm thinking of enrolling her in a twelve-step program: Bubble Blowers Anonymous. "Hello, my name is Quetta-Dog, and I am a bubble blower."
She gets water everywhere - not just by tipping the bowl over; no that would be too easy, and not nearly as fun as bubble blowing. She sticks her snout down to the bottom of the bowl, snorts, then bites the bubbles produced from the snort. Over, and over, bowl after bowl - sometimes with her feet out of the bowl, sometimes with one or two feet in the bowl to hold it steady.
"Quetta, what are you doing?" It's a rhetorical question, because I know damn well what she's doing - she's making a mess. She looks up at me with that "who me?" innocent look on her face, a water-beard streaming from her face. Quetta never licks her chops; water runs from her face even when she drinks instead of plays. How do you teach a dog bowl-drinking etiquette? You can lead a dog to water, but you can't make her drink politely.
When she's blown and chomped enough bubbles that the water is too low to blow any more, she lays down and tilts the bowl, holding it in-between her paws, to eek out that last bit of bubble-blowing goodness.
It's probably my fault - went she first started doing this months ago, I thought it was funny and didn't discourage her. It still is, actually. She's such a complete goof-ball that I can't help but laugh, even as I drag out the mop for the hundredth time.
At least one corner of the kitchen floor is clean.
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Post by stepper on Jul 1, 2009 21:20:05 GMT -6
Reminds me of Turner and Hooch, but I have to admit you have a unique puppy there Phalon. Can't say as I've ever heard of a dog that blows bubble and then tried to chew on them. I suppose giving her a bubble bath would be out of the question, but it sounds like fun!
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Post by quettalee on Jul 1, 2009 21:27:31 GMT -6
Truly, sis, that is the best puppy story. I think it could only bring a bigger smile with a picture!
I've seen horses play in their water like that, but not a pup. I had a pony (Trigger) when I was a kid that would spew water up the air after he finished drinking his fill. He would flip his head all around and spit it through his front teeth with his tongue...I guess. Lol. He never did actually tell me how it was done.
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Post by Phalon on Jul 3, 2009 20:00:00 GMT -6
Bathtime with the dog is definitely not fun, Stepper - bubbles or no bubbles. She doesn't sit still long, and Hubs and I get wetter than she does. Although she's now six times his weight, I have to say it's easier though, than giving Dusty the Hell Cat a bath.
But thankfully Dusty doesn't need a bath as often; he's the neatest of the three animals. He'll bat at his water - politely - to get it moving in the bowl so he can see the water line before he sticks his face in it. No water-beards for Dusty - he doesn't like to get his face wet.
I don't think a picture would do it justice - a video with bubble-blowing sound would be better to get the total "I'm such a weird dog" experience.
Speaking of pictures....
Funny story about your spittin' horse, Trigger, TG. There was a photo of him floating around here somewhere at one time, yes?
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Post by quettalee on Jul 3, 2009 20:33:35 GMT -6
Lol, I hope not, sis. The only one I can remember having is a black and white with a chubby little cowgirl sitting on her Shetland pony with no shirt on. Seems shirts were kinda like shoes for me--I didn't like wearing them. In this particular picture I think I'm just a tad too old to be going shirtless.
And yes, before you even ask, I had to figure out the hard way that little girls cannot pee standing up.
See, just goes to prove it's a chemical thing and not all environmental. I had tendancies before I even knew what tendancies were!
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Post by Phalon on Jul 3, 2009 20:41:38 GMT -6
Yep, that's the one! Except I think you were standing next to a pony - I don't know if it was a Shetland though. And I think you had your shirt on.
It was black and white though; that part I do remember.
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Post by Mini Mia on Jul 6, 2009 22:49:57 GMT -6
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Post by Siren on Jul 7, 2009 8:38:52 GMT -6
Gams, the post about your drinking dog most definitely belongs in your "For Publication" file. Really, really good stuff!
I loved that line about your cat tapping the surface of his water bowl. I can just see that! Clever kitty.
TG, I went through that shirtless phase, too. And to this day, I love to lounge around the house shirtless, especially in the summer. Y'all better be grateful that I don't have a webcam! LOL!
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Post by lolapalooza on Jul 7, 2009 11:06:56 GMT -6
Hey, is this Pets on Parade or Something Else on Parade? Put a shirt on those puppies! I did it too as a kid until a neighbor made a comment about how wrong it was. I had no idea, kids truly are innocent until being told guilty. Just a little girl but that was the last time I was ever 'free'. Wonder if the shirtless thing has any correlation to growing up in the hot, muggy midwest. Hanging out with the neighborhood boys probably had something to do with it too, riding our bikes without shirts, I was just one of them.
Phalon! Love the dog stories. I thought I'd seen it all after dogsitting a German Shepherd who has to stand in his water dish to drink but the blowing bubbles is crazy funny. I expect to see that in a funniest video show at some point.
There are three dogs in my house, a black lab, a newfoundland mix and a leonberger mix. All told, almost 300 lbs of canine bliss, or hell, if you ask the 15 lbs of felines. It's perspective.
Funny how I've wound up with exactly what I didn't want most my life... If anyone had asked me ten years ago about pets, I'd have said no WAY would I have a) a black dog (just personal preference, I always thought the features got lost in a solid black dog), b) a long haired dog (ugh @ the grooming and mess) and c) a cat. Now I have all three and in varying combinations. Can't imagine life without any of them though.
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Post by Phalon on Jul 8, 2009 4:57:33 GMT -6
Same here, Lola. After our beagle took his last bite, which happened to be the dust, sweet as he was, and as much as he was loved, I thought no way were we ever getting another dog. Too much work and responsibility as opposed to cats....who don't need to be walked and ran; who don't eat shoes, carpet, and walls, don't leave big patches of fried grass, and despite the claims of "The Furminator", don't shed nearly as much, leaving hair-tumble weeds rolling across the floor.
Hubs and I both caved though when it was promised we wouldn't even notice the extra the work and responsibility. Pfft! What the hell were we thinking - we were both kids with dogs once and I never remember chasing tumble weeds, which have an amazing ability to avoid the dustpan, through the house.
And I can imagine Life Without Dog....and imagine it quite clearly. It was only this time last year that the big push for Life With Dog even began. Oh, how things can change in just one year! Despite the holey shoes and dead grass, Life is Good.
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Post by Phalon on Jul 30, 2009 4:23:46 GMT -6
Frogs aren't your typical pet, but it seems as if this little guy wanted to be. I took this sequence of photos at my boss's pond. Two frogs minding their own business under the lily pads. One of them notices a visitor.... ....and leaves his buddy to swim in for a closer look. He popped right up in front of me! I swear, he was smiling for the camera.
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Post by Siren on Jul 30, 2009 14:45:07 GMT -6
Oh my gosh! Gams, you had to know I would flip my flippers over those frog pics! They could not be any cuter. If I could, I would scoop one up for a kiss and a squeeze. And that pond looks beautiful!
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Post by Phalon on Jul 31, 2009 3:42:05 GMT -6
Although there was no intent to kiss, I tried to scoop him up, Siren. I had him for just a split second before slipped out of my hand.
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Post by katina2nd on Jul 31, 2009 8:39:27 GMT -6
Great pics. Gams, The Frog Whisperer.
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Post by Phalon on Jul 31, 2009 20:23:55 GMT -6
I've been called many things, Katina, but never a Frog Whisperer. I wouldn't even know where to begin....do frogs have ears?
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Post by katina2nd on Aug 1, 2009 22:06:53 GMT -6
Think that's a question better directed at another member of our little fraternity Lady P, Siren is the one who likes getting up close and personal with the little critters ............. so Siren, do the little blighters have ears, and do ya tickle behind em as you plant a kiss on their little noses?
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Post by Siren on Aug 19, 2009 17:42:23 GMT -6
Hee hee! I'm sure they do, kat. But I've been too busy squeezing their chubby little bellies to notice. Came across this video today, and it gave me a laugh. I have GOT to get one of those cat toys - absolutely irresistible! video.yahoo.com/watch/5722676/14991228
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Post by Siren on Aug 23, 2009 8:15:49 GMT -6
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Post by Phalon on Aug 26, 2009 5:06:58 GMT -6
Neat story, Siren. Some of the recent comments are quite interesting too, detailing some of the plus and minuses of the practice. It seems plecos have become quite an invasive species in areas where they were introduced to waterways, including places in Florida. The fear is if the swimming pool fish get released into the wild after their work is done.
If they're not released into natural waterways, it's a cool idea. The plecos would have to receive the proper pool-cleaning education by attending SOF: School of Fish. But times are tough everywhere. Even upon gradutation, many of these well-schooled plecos don't immediately get jobs. They can be seen swimming down streets, holding signs saying, "Will work for food in water". (eye-roll)
Another downside to the program might be for the new homeowners. The article didn't say if it was a "release and catch" program. Even if the pool plecos were retrieved before the new owners moved in, what if one or two were missed? Or what if they were caught laying down on the job, and laying eggs soon-to-be-hatched in the process? Can you imagine jumping into your pool, and having something big and slimy brush up against your legs?
Stepper wrote in the 'summertime" thread: "Soooo many people of the female persuation feel the need to scream..."
Yep, that would be me.
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Post by Siren on Aug 26, 2009 13:26:20 GMT -6
"School of Fish" *snort*
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Post by Phalon on Sept 11, 2009 20:06:42 GMT -6
I wonder if anyone will see the humor in this....stupid humor, but it cracked us up at work today. I wonder if I should even post it, but sometimes the macabre, though perhaps inappropriate, strikes a person's funny-bone.
A shipment of stuff came in this week - knick-knacky type things with a nature theme, for both outdoors in the garden, and inside the home. Cute little ceramic birds flocked together in bubble wrap, and one came out with its head broke, and separated from its body.
Hmm....what to do with a headless ceramic bird? I walked over to a section of the store with the broken bird body in one hand, and part of its head and florist's putty in the other. Using the putty, I attached the part of head to the mouth of a smiling cat concrete statue, and laid the body at its feet. My co-worker saw what I was doing, and moved two brass frogs - one covering its mouth, and the other covering its eyes (two of the Hear No Evil, See No Evil, Speak No Evil triplets) - to sit next to the smiling cat with part of a bird's head hanging from its mouth. Next we took a fancy wrought iron bird cage, and laid it over-turned on the shelf above the "murder" scene.
Our boss walked by, and kinda cocked her head to one side staring at our new store display, before she started laughing. She ran to get her camera and starting taking pictures from every angle....making sure to get the sign above the display in the photo. The section of the store the display resides is the place we keep our "Pet Memorials".
Poor little Tweety. May he rest in pieces.
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Post by Mini Mia on Sept 11, 2009 21:38:36 GMT -6
That is too funny.
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Post by quettalee on Sept 13, 2009 21:14:14 GMT -6
I thought it funny, as well, but I tend to be a little "dark" approaching this time of year...you know, with Halloween and all.
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Post by Siren on Sept 30, 2009 8:58:04 GMT -6
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Post by Mini Mia on Sept 30, 2009 16:51:50 GMT -6
Okay. That had me crying. Sad tears that the poor dog spent a couple of weeks alone, and that she might have lost her family. And then happy tears at the reunion.
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Post by Siren on Oct 2, 2009 12:17:54 GMT -6
I had a feeling that would touch you, especially, Jox. I saw this little lady as she was on a walk past my house. Her sore legs weren't bothering her at all, thanks to someone's ingenuity.
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Post by Siren on Oct 5, 2009 20:33:17 GMT -6
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Post by Siren on Oct 8, 2009 10:02:06 GMT -6
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Post by Phalon on Oct 25, 2009 7:06:37 GMT -6
The birds that visit my feeders aren't pets, of course....although I've given some of them names - Mr. and Mrs. Cardinal, Earl the Woodpecker, and Fred the Flicker. Both feeders have had a steady stream of visitors in the last few days, even in the rain, and I wonder if they're stock-piling for the early winter weather that's forecasted for the upcoming week. I'm pretty sure they can sense these things....probably better then the weathermen can predict it. The birds in this video aren't pets either. The video is not exciting, and the birds in it aren't doing any cute birdy tricks or anything. It'd be so cool to have this happen in my backyard though - or anyone's backyard - I couldn't help but post the link. Owls are such neat birds; I love their big eyes, and the way these little guys swivel their heads almost in unison. gimundo.com/videos/view/owl-family-takes-a-bath/
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