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[Pops]

Here is our little family


Boo Boo Male 5 yrs. old

Muffin 4 yrs old female

Both had to be feed with a eye dropper for the first 2 mo. of life.
They were the size of your little finger at birth.

They keep me in line now.

Pops

 

[Peteey010]

This is my motley crew, the older jack russel is 15 had him from a pup, it even took me a year to get him back from my ex wife , the other jack we bought for company for him and now he thinks he's 2 again.
The staffy we rescued from an acquaintance of a friend who lived in a second floor flat and never took her anywhere just kept her in the kitchen mostly, she's one of the most loyal loving dogs I've had. She will follow me everywhere even jumped in the shower with me once. I can walk down the street and she'll trot along beside me with no lead taking no notice of any other dogs cats kids whatever, she's so chilled and placid.
Oh then there's the cat.....I have a love/hate relationship with him...he loves to shit in my plant pots and I hate it when he does he must have killed off at least 5 or 6 plants now

 

[epenguin]

Come on you stoners, there must be more pet pictures for us to see......

even spiders and mice count, so send us your pictures......Free canna for evey picture*




*Not

 

[namvet25]

I got a one eyed white snake but I don't believe anyone would enjoy seeing it.

 

[Dark Matter]

Ok ok, I didn't wanna let people know how much of a big softee I actually am.... I got 6 ducks recently......

Huey, duey, stewie and Louis...

Then reeves and mortimor... Old chaps...

 

[epenguin]

Bath time must be a real hoot.

Plastic rep sent your way my good chum. eP.

 

[paddler54]

This is my pal Skye

My humorus story centers around Skye's name. I named him Skye because of the sky blue feathers on his forehead and i hadn't genetically sexed him yet and Skye is a gender neutral name. Well it turned out not to be that wise a name choice one day when a uniformed cable installer startled him and he flew out the open door the installer hadn't bothered to close. Imagine what must have been going through the minds of my neighbors as this burly white man is walking around the neighborhood peering up into the trees and screaming "Sky! Here Sky!

 

[epenguin]

Nammy,

don't put your pet down. Let's see pictures of the snake. All pets are welcome this weekend. I bet he is a big boy eh ? Does he shed his skin often ?
Or am I being a bit presumptous in assuming your snake is a he and not a she. Its not a one eyed one is it ?

eP.

 

[Feenix]

I don't have any cute fluffy dog stories but I have this one about my old Shepherd with a lot of heart. Max is no longer with us.
( my comments)
I was staying on my boat at a private dock adjacent to an empty lot when I had to leave for a couple weeks. My
Shepherd Max had guard duty and a friend, Bill, was feeding him daily.

According to Bill as he related it to me.

"It had been raining on and off so everything was wet when I showed up around noon. Max was his usual aloof self that I

could never warm up to. As I was leaving I stepped down onto the cinder block that served as the step and I slipped.

Down I went. (Bill is a big guy), I hit hard when I landed. In an effort to do something I worsened it by twisting to reach for anything and ended up over the side on rocks. I broke my hip, busted my ass, and was knocked unconscious.

When I came to in pain and a splitting head ache, Max was licking my face. I couldn't move without agony and there was nobody else around to help me. I could only lie there. Max kept licking my face, then he would lick my arms and legs then retun to my face. He kept it up constantly.

​

When I was able to raise up on my elbow, I saw that Max was licking Fire Ants off me and must have been doing it while I

was out for I don't know how long.. I got really scared (It takes a lot to scare Bill) All through the ordeal I did not receive one bite.

(Bill is allergic to insect venom and might have gone into anaphylactic shock and he had left the anti venom pen he always

has, in his truck. Again.)

I laid there all afternoon surrounded by fire ants with Max knocking them off as fast as they would climb on. They weren't swarming yet but they were constant. Max was getting badly bitten himself but paid no attention to them as he protected me."

Finally around 4pm the boat that docked at the next lot arrived back. When the captain didn't see Max in his usual place
he walked over and found them.

It was very lucky that the rain had driven most of the ants deep in their nest or both of them could have been swarmed.

Both Bill and Max healed well and from then on Bill always had a treat in his pocket and a place in his heart for Max.

 

[paddler54]

I don't have any cute fluffy dog stories but I have this one about my old Shepherd with a lot of heart. Max is no longer with us.
( my comments)
I was staying on my boat at a private dock adjacent to an empty lot when I had to leave for a couple weeks. My
Shepherd Max had guard duty and a friend, Bill, was feeding him daily.

According to Bill as he related it to me.

"It had been raining on and off so everything was wet when I showed up around noon. Max was his usual aloof self that I

could never warm up to. As I was leaving I stepped down onto the cinder block that served as the step and I slipped.

Down I went. (Bill is a big guy), I hit hard when I landed. In an effort to do something I worsened it by twisting to reach for anything and ended up over the side on rocks. I broke my hip, busted my ass, and was knocked unconscious.

When I came to in pain and a splitting head ache, Max was licking my face. I couldn't move without agony and there was nobody else around to help me. I could only lie there. Max kept licking my face, then he would lick my arms and legs then retun to my face. He kept it up constantly.

​

When I was able to raise up on my elbow, I saw that Max was licking Fire Ants off me and must have been doing it while I

was out for I don't know how long.. I got really scared (It takes a lot to scare Bill) All through the ordeal I did not receive one bite.

(Bill is allergic to insect venom and might have gone into anaphylactic shock and he had left the anti venom pen he always

has, in his truck. Again.)

I laid there all afternoon surrounded by fire ants with Max knocking them off as fast as they would climb on. They weren't swarming yet but they were constant. Max was getting badly bitten himself but paid no attention to them as he protected me."

Finally around 4pm the boat that docked at the next lot arrived back. When the captain didn't see Max in his usual place
he walked over and found them.

It was very lucky that the rain had driven most of the ants deep in their nest or both of them could have been swarmed.

Both Bill and Max healed well and from then on Bill always had a treat in his pocket and a place in his heart for Max.

Beautiful, just beautiful!