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keeping it real
Cool, I have one of those back massager sticks
Lead?
Ah. You had mentioned that before, now that I think of it. My bad.oh, no...pee-bee, formally Princess Beyoncé
We got pb about 4-5 years ago, my oldest daughter (still) claims to this day that big dumb dog "jumped in her car" while parked at a local pharmacy. Initially, i was fairly convinced that pb was going to eat one of the cats, so she went from yard to garage, to supervised indoor activity. She proved me wrong. Actually, the cats sorta bully her (slap at her tail as she walks by) Shes a good dog. She was named by my youngest daughter, from a tv show called raising hope which was on at the timeAh. You had mentioned that before, now that I think of it. My bad.
With dogs any change of name works better if you keep the ending sound the same. My girl Feathers was called Pepper by her previous neglectful owner, for example. Did Miss Princess respond well to her name change? Actually, I guess most cats aren't all that willing to respond to their name in the first place so maybe not any room to notice any differences...
We put up a lot of posters for pb as well (as well as inquiring at shelters and local internet sites). My best guess is that she belonged to someone my daughter knew and had no way of keeping her ... or perhaps she was just an abandoned dog with a really sweet and kind disposition...until she eats a cat i guess...@bernie14
FWIW I once had a dog that I acquired through his choice to "just jump in my car." I admittedly did open the door for him, and I was fully cognizant that the choice of "get in car with nice guy who gave me water and shared a sandwich with me a while ago" or "stay here in this blazing hot parking lot I've been wandering in all day" was going to produce a predictable outcome, but my experience forces me to consider "just jumped in my car" a plausible story.
To this day I remain surprised that I never found his previous owner. I was building a restaurant in the strip mall, and I put up posters inside and out of every store for the duration of the project, which was several weeks. Caeser (guess what kind of restaurant I was building) was an obviously trained security dog. I never got him to listen to a single command, but he would break up the boys any time they started scuffling and had to be banned from the kitchen because he would disarm anyone who turned away from the counter with a knife in their hand. Needless to say the kids never got to play with squirtguns during his tenure. I cannot fathom how he could have gotten lost enough that his owners never visited that shopping center, or that someone could lose a dog like that and not put a lot of effort into looking for him.
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Parker and Errol, showing how much Parker has grown this year
The Sock Thief is fine, he just grabs socks and tries to get my attention and convince me to play tug of war with him.You could try slipping one onto his snout like a muzzle. They hate that, and some dogs develop "oooooh, socks are dangerous, leave them alone" behavior. Of course other dogs develop "dangerous socks can't be carried around and must be immediately torn to bits" behavior. Your mileage may vary.