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If I Didn't Have Dogs...

 

I could walk around the yard barefoot in safety.

 

My house could be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.

 

All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would be free of hair.

 

When the doorbell rings, it wouldn't sound like a kennel.

 

When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through fuzzy bodies who beat me there.

 

I could sit on the couch and my bed the way I wanted, without taking into consideration how much space several fur bodies would need to get comfortable.

 

I would have money ....and no guilt to go on a real vacation.

 

I would not be on a first-name basis with 6 veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grand kids through college.

 

The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: out, sit, down, come, no, stay, and leave him/her/it ALONE.

 

My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates or barriers.

 

My house would not look like a day care center, toys everywhere.

 

My pockets would not contain things like poop bags, treats and an extra leash.

 

I would no longer have to Spell the words B-A-L-L, F-R-I-S-B-E- E, W-A-L-K, T-R-E-A-T, B-I-K-E, G-O, R-I-D-E

 

I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as outside.

 

I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE dog/cat ties them down too much.

 

I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading "mud" season.

 

I would not have to answer the question "Why do you have so many animals?" from people who will never have the joy in their lives of knowing they are loved unconditionally by someone as close to an angel as they will ever get.

 

How EMPTY my life would be!

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If I Didn't Have Dogs...

 

I could walk around the yard barefoot in safety.

 

My house could be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.

 

All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would be free of hair.

 

When the doorbell rings, it wouldn't sound like a kennel.

 

When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through fuzzy bodies who beat me there.

 

I could sit on the couch and my bed the way I wanted, without taking into consideration how much space several fur bodies would need to get comfortable.

 

I would have money ....and no guilt to go on a real vacation.

 

I would not be on a first-name basis with 6 veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grand kids through college.

 

The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: out, sit, down, come, no, stay, and leave him/her/it ALONE.

 

My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates or barriers.

 

My house would not look like a day care center, toys everywhere.

 

My pockets would not contain things like poop bags, treats and an extra leash.

 

I would no longer have to Spell the words B-A-L-L, F-R-I-S-B-E- E, W-A-L-K, T-R-E-A-T, B-I-K-E, G-O, R-I-D-E

 

I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as outside.

 

I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE dog/cat ties them down too much.

 

I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading "mud" season.

 

I would not have to answer the question "Why do you have so many animals?" from people who will never have the joy in their lives of knowing they are loved unconditionally by someone as close to an angel as they will ever get.

 

How EMPTY my life would be!

You forgot your neighbors would stop giving you the finger every time your back is turned.

 

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If I Didn't Have Dogs...

 

I could walk around the yard barefoot in safety.

 

My house could be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.

 

All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would be free of hair.

 

When the doorbell rings, it wouldn't sound like a kennel.

 

When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through fuzzy bodies who beat me there.

 

I could sit on the couch and my bed the way I wanted, without taking into consideration how much space several fur bodies would need to get comfortable.

 

I would have money ....and no guilt to go on a real vacation.

 

I would not be on a first-name basis with 6 veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grand kids through college.

 

The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: out, sit, down, come, no, stay, and leave him/her/it ALONE.

 

My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates or barriers.

 

My house would not look like a day care center, toys everywhere.

 

My pockets would not contain things like poop bags, treats and an extra leash.

 

I would no longer have to Spell the words B-A-L-L, F-R-I-S-B-E- E, W-A-L-K, T-R-E-A-T, B-I-K-E, G-O, R-I-D-E

 

I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as outside.

 

I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE dog/cat ties them down too much.

 

I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading "mud" season.

 

I would not have to answer the question "Why do you have so many animals?" from people who will never have the joy in their lives of knowing they are loved unconditionally by someone as close to an angel as they will ever get.

 

How EMPTY my life would be!

 

 

Wow sounds like my house, my life.. 2 shepards (1 is 4 months old) 1 chiuhua, 2 cats, cockitiel and fish .. (fish are the noisy ones) LOL

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I don't think you've really lived until you've stepped barfooted into warm dog barf in the middle of the night while trying to get to the bathroom. Have two mini dachshunds, one of whom spent a week at the Cornell Companion Animal Hospital a few years back. Talk about sending someone else's kid to college. I'm sure we paid at least one semester for someone that year with four vets caring for her - emergency room, internal med, surgeon and heart spcialist. Worth every penny as she's still with us and fiesty as ever.

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This is my boxer baby, Buster. He is 9 years old and still acts like a puppy most of the time. We just had a health scare with him. Took him to the vet to have some growths in his mouth checked out and vet gave me an estimate of $1135.00 to have the surgery done to remove them. Sleepless, (Goddess bless him), put me in touch with a gentleman that does boxer rescues. Come to find out, it is only an overgrowth of gum cells and completely harmless. (If you don't count the nasty fish breath :lol: ) We got Buster when he was one month old, not long after our first boxer got out and was hit by a car and killed. We had our son one month after we got Buster and they have grown up together. He is a huge 80 lb lap dog and totally spoiled. Our house would not be the same without him.

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This is my boxer baby, Buster. He is 9 years old and still acts like a puppy most of the time. We just had a health scare with him. Took him to the vet to have some growths in his mouth checked out and vet gave me an estimate of $1135.00 to have the surgery done to remove them. Sleepless, (Goddess bless him), put me in touch with a gentleman that does boxer rescues. Come to find out, it is only an overgrowth of gum cells and completely harmless. (If you don't count the nasty fish breath :lol: ) We got Buster when he was one month old, not long after our first boxer got out and was hit by a car and killed. We had our son one month after we got Buster and they have grown up together. He is a huge 80 lb lap dog and totally spoiled. Our house would not be the same without him.

 

Try calling Johnson City Veterinary and find out what Dr. Holowinski would charge. I like him, we take our dogs there. We think he is quite reasonable too.

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Try calling Johnson City Veterinary and find out what Dr. Holowinski would charge. I like him, we take our dogs there. We think he is quite reasonable too.

 

 

From what I learned today, the condition is called Gingival Hyperplasia. It is a common condition in some larger breeds, most predominantly boxers. The condition is not life threatening and does tend to reoccur. Surgery is definitely an option, but unfortunately, boxers have a bad time handling anesthesia. It is kind of a risky procedure to put a boxer under. As long as his health is not threatened, we will not have the surgery. I will just have to be more consistent about brushing his teeth and keeping his mouth clean. Yuck :blink:

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"Mud" season! Aaah. I know all about that. I am soooooo sorry I got new light beige carpets in the living room! What was I thinking? They have dog tracks all over them. The big guy came in all muddy and took a trip round the house several times! Tracks everywhere!

 

Not to mention he came in the other day from God know's where (he snuck out of the yard) and he managed to find a pile of poop (?) to roll in. Didn't notice it until after I pet him and got it all over my hands. Stunk to high heavens. Gross!

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My dog eats his own feces. I'm still having a hard time adjusting to that.

I was hoping he'd grow out of it when his puphood was over, but, so far, that doesn't look like the case.

At least once a day he comes back inside with the worst breath you can imagine. He burps. It's awful.

 

Of course, that's not stopping me from getting another one tomorrow. Hopefully, she'll have better culinary habits.

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Mud season is the pits. Shepard/lab mix, dalmation and 2 cats. I yell at them constantly, the dogs bark at EVERY little thump, but wouldn't give any of 'em up!

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My dog eats his own feces. I'm still having a hard time adjusting to that.

I was hoping he'd grow out of it when his puphood was over, but, so far, that doesn't look like the case.

At least once a day he comes back inside with the worst breath you can imagine. He burps. It's awful.

 

Of course, that's not stopping me from getting another one tomorrow. Hopefully, she'll have better culinary habits.

LITERALLY laughing out loud here!! :lol:

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My dog eats his own feces. I'm still having a hard time adjusting to that.

I was hoping he'd grow out of it when his puphood was over, but, so far, that doesn't look like the case.

At least once a day he comes back inside with the worst breath you can imagine. He burps. It's awful.

 

Of course, that's not stopping me from getting another one tomorrow. Hopefully, she'll have better culinary habits.

 

 

It's called Corrophagea (or some spelling like that) You can get medicine to stop it at the pet store.

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I have 3 cats and 1 dog (all rescues), just finished cleaning up the rug where the older cat threw up ( I think she ate too fast and too much!) I agree that it's quite expensive and messy having animals, but I wouldn't give them up for anything and I know the other posters on here wouldn't either. Cat fur, dog fur all over and don't even think about wearing black in my house ! Not really looking forward to the muddy season, I keep an old towel on the front porch to wipe Trusty's paws before he comes in, but sometimes he's too fast and I don't catch him in time. It's wonderful how many people on this site have pets and really care about them. Bless your hearts !

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I lost Max, my Germey Leopard (German Shep) at 14. I lost my Rottie, Klaus at 4 due to lepto. If there has been one thing I have learned is that there is a higher order to dogs. A character, persona, a soul in fur so to speak so everytime there is an accident or problem within the house it is usually due to some human not listening close enough. I now have a house with 3 dogs, each one unique, each one with their own personality. I have to admit, they are easier to get along with than most humans. However recently one of the guys I work with had to put his friend down. How do you really say that. Put down???? What is that??? What is a better word?? Retire??? There has to be something more dignified for a friend , a creature, an entity that gave so much, no matter what, that influenced so much but demanded so little. I had to dig a bit in my archives but I don't believe this has been posted.... and I wish to dedicate this to my co-worker that just had to commit his friend to eternal memory... Maybe that's it... A commitment to memory.... of all that was shared.... but here goes......

 

"And the dog heard"

God summoned a beast from the field and he said, "Behold man, created in my image. Therefore, adore him. You shall protect him in the wilderness, shepherd his flocks, watch over his children, accompany him wherever he may go...even into civilization. You shall be his companion, his ally, his slave."

"To do these things," God said, "I endow you with these instincts, uncommon to other beasts: Faithfulness, devotion and understanding surpassing those of man himself."

"Lest it impair your courage, you shall never foresee your death. Lest it impair your loyalty, you shall be blind to the faults of man. Lest it impair your understanding, you are denied the power of words."

"Let no fault of language cleave an accord beyond that of man with any other beast or even man with man. Speak to you master only with your mind and through your honest eyes."

"Walk by his side; sleep in his doorway; forage for him; ward off his afflictions; love him and comfort him. And in return for this, man will fulfill your needs and wants --- which shall be only food, shelter and affection."

"So be silent, and be a friend to man. Guide him through the perils along the way to this land that I have promised him. This shall be your destiny and your immortality." So spoke the Lord.

And the dog heard and was content.

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Jeff... This is for you and your friend !!!

 

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I lost Max, my Germey Leopard (German Shep) at 14. I lost my Rottie, Klaus at 4 due to lepto. If there has been one thing I have learned is that there is a higher order to dogs. A character, persona, a soul in fur so to speak so everytime there is an accident or problem within the house it is usually due to some human not listening close enough. I now have a house with 3 dogs, each one unique, each one with their own personality. I have to admit, they are easier to get along with than most humans. However recently one of the guys I work with had to put his friend down. How do you really say that. Put down???? What is that??? What is a better word?? Retire??? There has to be something more dignified for a friend , a creature, an entity that gave so much, no matter what, that influenced so much but demanded so little. I had to dig a bit in my archives but I don't believe this has been posted.... and I wish to dedicate this to my co-worker that just had to commit his friend to eternal memory... Maybe that's it... A commitment to memory.... of all that was shared.... but here goes......

 

"And the dog heard"

God summoned a beast from the field and he said, "Behold man, created in my image. Therefore, adore him. You shall protect him in the wilderness, shepherd his flocks, watch over his children, accompany him wherever he may go...even into civilization. You shall be his companion, his ally, his slave."

"To do these things," God said, "I endow you with these instincts, uncommon to other beasts: Faithfulness, devotion and understanding surpassing those of man himself."

"Lest it impair your courage, you shall never foresee your death. Lest it impair your loyalty, you shall be blind to the faults of man. Lest it impair your understanding, you are denied the power of words."

"Let no fault of language cleave an accord beyond that of man with any other beast or even man with man. Speak to you master only with your mind and through your honest eyes."

"Walk by his side; sleep in his doorway; forage for him; ward off his afflictions; love him and comfort him. And in return for this, man will fulfill your needs and wants --- which shall be only food, shelter and affection."

"So be silent, and be a friend to man. Guide him through the perils along the way to this land that I have promised him. This shall be your destiny and your immortality." So spoke the Lord.

And the dog heard and was content.

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Jeff... This is for you and your friend !!!

 

Beautiful, Mole. Jeff is lucky to have a friend like you...

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My dog eats his own feces. I'm still having a hard time adjusting to that.

I was hoping he'd grow out of it when his puphood was over, but, so far, that doesn't look like the case.

At least once a day he comes back inside with the worst breath you can imagine. He burps. It's awful.

 

Of course, that's not stopping me from getting another one tomorrow. Hopefully, she'll have better culinary habits.

Someone told my husband that they lack salt in their diet. Try that. Hope it works!

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I have 3 cats and 1 dog (all rescues), just finished cleaning up the rug where the older cat threw up ( I think she ate too fast and too much!) I agree that it's quite expensive and messy having animals, but I wouldn't give them up for anything and I know the other posters on here wouldn't either. Cat fur, dog fur all over and don't even think about wearing black in my house ! Not really looking forward to the muddy season, I keep an old towel on the front porch to wipe Trusty's paws before he comes in, but sometimes he's too fast and I don't catch him in time. It's wonderful how many people on this site have pets and really care about them. Bless your hearts !

 

want another dog? You can have mine!!!

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Celtic Witch , I had to laugh when I read what you wrote ! I have a boxer who is a 16 months old. What a SPOILED BABY !! Mines only a little over 50 pounds but thinks he's a lap dog. And FORGET thinking you'll have any room in the bed to sleep . But I just can't imagine life with out him ,and I wouldn't trade him for anything.

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Celtic Witch , I had to laugh when I read what you wrote ! I have a boxer who is a 16 months old. What a SPOILED BABY !! Mines only a little over 50 pounds but thinks he's a lap dog. And FORGET thinking you'll have any room in the bed to sleep . But I just can't imagine life with out him ,and I wouldn't trade him for anything.

 

 

At 16 months old, you are still in for a lot of fun. Watch out for his chewing everything in site though. A few more tips on being a boxer owner. Watch out for the gas!!! And the drooling!!! They are the most lovable dogs on the face of the earth, but they can be pretty gross sometimes!! :lol:

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Wow sounds like my house, my life.. 2 shepards (1 is 4 months old) 1 chiuhua, 2 cats, cockitiel and fish .. (fish are the noisy ones) LOL

2 Labrador's, 1 Jack Russel, 2 cats, 2 parrots

 

the dogs and parrots go hysterical when our doorbell rings, too

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