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New ski rescue dog

I know that stupid cat is in here somewhere....

nochain wrote:

New ski rescue dog

Still want the St Bernard with the medicine...

mediawatcher wrote:

nochain wrote:

New ski rescue dog

    Still want the St Bernard with the medicine...

"medicine"?????

nochain wrote:

That kinda stuff hits me right in the "feels".

I had to put down a long-time family sheltie mix when the damn vet said he was too busy.  I used ether.  If it was good enough for me in the 1960's, it was good enough to put our pet down.  I get teary-eyed just thinking about it.

Eric wrote:

nochain wrote:

That kinda stuff hits me right in the "feels".

I had to put down a long-time family sheltie mix when the damn vet said he was too busy.  I used ether.  If it was good enough for me in the 1960's, it was good enough to put our pet down.  I get teary-eyed just thinking about it.

It's a tough thing to do, I've had to put down several dogs except our German Shepherd many years ago - I turned into a spineless wimp and asked the wife to take him for that last trip - like losing a member of the family but I tell myself they are depending on us to do the right thing when it's time so they don't suffer.

Jake, this is for you in particular. The comment with this picture said this Pomeranian walked like this for 2 days after being clipped.

Eric, Mattie is a 40 pound female that was fixed long before I got her..  The clipping she got was her fur clipped to about 1/4 inch except for the top of her head and her tail..  She breathes a lot easier and is not as hot when she goes outside..  She was scratching a lot and pulling her hair out in some places..

My last dog before Mattie was a sheltie named Gizmo.. He was attacked by a chow that bit him in the neck.. He got cancer repeatedly in his left rear hip after that.. 3 years and 3 surgeries later, the vet said he would have to remove his leg and tail.. I couldn't put him thru that, so let hime stay at home until he didn't want the love any more.. The last time I saw him, he was sick and lieing on the floor.. I bent down to talk to him and tell him he could die if he wanted to, we still loved him, and he was the best friend I ever had while I petted him.. He stuck his head up, wagged his tail, licked my hand, put his head down and died.. That was in 1995 and I just wasn't ready for another dog until I saved Mattie from the shelter last December.. I still have a few pics of Gizmo hanging on the wall and on my cell, and have Gizmo as my screen name on the puter..

One happy pup!

One doggie that's happy to see the master.

Herding sheep is a piece of cake on this thing!

nochain wrote:

I wonder how long it took to teach that...