15-05-2011, 12:06 PM
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Our Mates
Our mates past and present.The one in the centre is still with us and although getting on a bit is still the ruler of our little household.
All three were rescue dogs with huge problems that took time to get over, they all made the effort worthwhile a thousandfold.
We count ourselves very fortunate that they chose us to spend their lives with.
15-05-2011, 09:26 PM
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Thanks Mags, yes she is a tortie and white long hair and she loves her daily grooming from us all. You know the old saying....Dogs have owners but cats have staff!
Your Cassie looks a real beauty.I do agree Plantman and would never have been without any of the various pets that we have had over the years.
15-05-2011, 09:30 PM
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Originally Posted by plantman
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Super animals all, don't you still find it amazing how caring for these furry creatures continues to enrich our lives beyond measure?
What do others think ?
16-05-2011, 09:34 AM
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Animals are the best friends going,I have two cats who run to me when I come home on a night, keep me entertained with their antics, and come for a cuddle and calm me down if i am upset about anything, they do not judge and are happy just to follow me around, alright they try to trip me up at times, but that can be forgiven, for the sheer joy they bring.
Alright soppiness over
17-05-2011, 10:58 PM
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Originally Posted by Aerolor
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I don't think it is simply the need to nurture and look after something - its more complex than that, but having an animal around certainly does enrich our lives. What do others think ?
Our present one has had more problems than a little, health wise but still comes back for more.
I think the most rewarding time we had was when we took on a very young dobi cross that had been beaten badly and was scared of her own shadow.
For a long time it was very slowly slowly and gaining her trust.
I remember the leaving her on her own - lets face it there are times when we have to -training bit, took simply ages.
We gradually made the interval longer making sure she had her comfort toys to play with. I even made her effigies of the entire German National Football Team to tear to pieces.
All was going well, or so we thought!
She had to be left in the house on her own for a short while sooner or later so one fateful day we just left her in the kitchen for 30 mins at most, as a trial.
In that short space of time our little guest managed to empty out a kitchen sink cupboard full of dog mixer and washing powder (remember that) etc which she spread on the floor and then proceeded to lift a full chip pan (we had one in those days) down from another cupboard without breaking the crockery underneath!
The contents of the pan about 2 litres of oil was then liberally spread on the pile of dog mixer and powder.
Picture the sight that greeted me when I opened the kitchen door dear reader, for it is one I shall never forget.
There she sat, in the middle of the detergent oil lake with her tail - which had not been docked - ever so gently wagging, which in turn sent waves and rivulets of the mixture to every corner of the room.
I started to remonstrate with her but caught sight of my lady shaking like a leaf and laughing like a drain so I just banished the walking oil slick to the bottom of the garden and just set about cleaning the place up.
The poor mite knew she was in trouble as every time I went out to the dustbin with another load of the soggy mess, a pair of the blackest most folorn eyes were peeping at me from behind a small bush at the end of the garden.
It took days to get rid of the mess and slippery floor but the pup had the shiniest coat for miles around.
She never did completely lose the nervousness and hated thunder and firework night but grew into a very powerful but loving dog who even after all she had endured - not least living with us - did not have an ounce of malice in her.
I imagine she certainly enriched your lives that day Hammer 
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