tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post2307043440049472171..comments2023-10-17T12:05:26.540+01:00Comments on Razor-blade of Life: Epsilon reasons for not having a dogZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-45335251076813049482009-11-11T15:59:31.113+00:002009-11-11T15:59:31.113+00:00The vet told me (after my wire fox terrier died of...The vet told me (after my wire fox terrier died of old age) not to get another terrier. Why? Because I'm too much like one! Well, I'm high energy and like to dig holes (while gardening). <br />Now we have Utility/Nonsporting dogs, much calmer fit in the home. The vet was correct.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-19173196669386947762009-11-11T01:29:29.346+00:002009-11-11T01:29:29.346+00:00It wouldn't be the kindest thing for us to own...It wouldn't be the kindest thing for us to own a dog right now.luckyzmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04176703683321469118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-49632671657733015902009-11-10T21:33:18.636+00:002009-11-10T21:33:18.636+00:00We had a dog when I was a child (Simon de Montfort...We had a dog when I was a child (Simon de Montfort, not the Father of the English Parliament but the Father of Practically Everything Else) who behaved like the cat that walked by himself. He ruled the roost more than any animal I've ever knownZhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-60715234907120524982009-11-09T18:29:08.638+00:002009-11-09T18:29:08.638+00:00Maximus Spittimus is a cat who thinks he's a d...Maximus Spittimus is a cat who thinks he's a dog....apart from not barking he fetches when you throw and sits when I say "Sit" (Barbara Woodhouse style).<br /><br />All our cats are loopy...goes with the turf I suppose...DILLIGAFhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16520650650468676361noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-29516107468614891182009-11-09T15:44:33.256+00:002009-11-09T15:44:33.256+00:00Oh. Where did that A come from?Oh. Where did that A come from?Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-28906662290469416032009-11-09T15:43:56.782+00:002009-11-09T15:43:56.782+00:00I need something to snuggle, Dand.
With all our r...I need something to snuggle, Dand.<br /><br />With all our rolling acres that you mentioned the other day, Tilly is able to walk herself. I used to walk the dogs, when we had three of them, last thing every night, but we just let them out during the day. And in again, and out and in. Many times. AZhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-72255358177953215912009-11-09T15:05:38.292+00:002009-11-09T15:05:38.292+00:00Well, I'm very happy that I haven't got a ...Well, I'm very happy that I haven't got a dog. Or a cat. Or any other of God's creatures. Suits me quite fine.<br /><br />By the way. How come, if you've really got a dog, how come you hardly ever mention walking it?Dandelionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12302932867084357713noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-56486363551112346322009-11-09T11:13:18.658+00:002009-11-09T11:13:18.658+00:00Well put and a nice distinction. It's hard to...Well put and a nice distinction. It's hard to do, to start with, but I think it's actually a kind thing to do. And "Please will you help me" goes against many instincts, but it's a Good Thing.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-83025008000087393732009-11-09T09:51:42.537+00:002009-11-09T09:51:42.537+00:00I think I can accept help. I don't like askin...I think I can accept help. I don't like asking for it though.Davehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08403853324345062446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-88690474263209100292009-11-09T09:42:28.330+00:002009-11-09T09:42:28.330+00:00Won't it be fun, Badge?Won't it be fun, Badge?Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-61860920112331009532009-11-09T09:30:41.763+00:002009-11-09T09:30:41.763+00:00The post I wrote back in March laid out the dogs I...The post I wrote back in March laid out the dogs I wouldn't have and why - <i>I prefer a mongrel, because so many dogs are have had ill health bred into them, and besides I'd be intimidated by a dog with a better pedigree than I have. Specifically, I don't want a terrier, especially a Jack Russell (more courage than sense and they disappear down rabbit holes), a greyhound (no rapport), a Springer Spaniel (they need too much exercise and are working dogs and misbehave when bored), a very large (don't want a dog bigger than me, and very big dogs don't live that long) or a very small (I'd fall over it) dog. </i> To Springer Spaniels, I'd probably add collies - they can be hard work too as they're best as working dogs. <br /><br />When my mother was contemplating whether to get another dog, I said that she'd be miserable without one and that if she died first, I'd look after it, which I did. Proved to me that I don't find greyhounds doggish enough and, sweet though he was, I wouldn't choose another. And, of course, if you love dogs you know when it wouldn't be the kindest thing to own one.<br /><br />Dave, you'd have had to ask for help. People love to rally round and be friendly and helpful - you know that's true, you're a good friend yourself. I'm not sure that you find it as easy to accept help as you do to give it.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-36846685640797773752009-11-09T09:27:03.025+00:002009-11-09T09:27:03.025+00:00Millie's changed all our lives in the four mon...Millie's changed all our lives in the four months she's been with us. And there's every chance we might be taking in a couple of rescue cats too, and another dog that needs a home in Dec/January... The place will be a zoo!badgerdaddyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08275758525851693777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-90575802753577873252009-11-09T08:44:49.291+00:002009-11-09T08:44:49.291+00:00I do miss the blind devotion but all in all - age,...I do miss the blind devotion but all in all - age, responsibility for another living being,picking up poo, limitations on the exercise we could give it and the utter devastation when they depart - we decided that dear short-legged Jock would be our last.Pathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01529798893653033970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-88415884536074350322009-11-09T08:17:03.956+00:002009-11-09T08:17:03.956+00:00That post put the arguments very clearly. I like d...That post put the arguments very clearly. I like dogs and took on a 'rescue' collie cross puppy some years ago. It was a complete disaster because we were useless dog owners. She was a difficult dog but not in the least 'malicious'. We took her to puppy school where she misbehaved - even for the trainer - and then paid to have her trained at a kennels for a few weeks but in the end I became afraid to take her out for walks because she went for cars and people and I couldn't restrain her. She was rehomed with a lady who could handle her and I was pleased to learn that she settled happily with her new owner.<br />It has to be cats for me!sablonneusehttp://sablonneuse.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-84646660094977402062009-11-09T07:28:17.156+00:002009-11-09T07:28:17.156+00:00Not sure how I would have coped with a dog during ...Not sure how I would have coped with a dog during the last couple of week's illness.Davehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08403853324345062446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-2147854550103249532009-11-09T04:48:03.972+00:002009-11-09T04:48:03.972+00:00contemplating getting a dog...want the love, but n...contemplating getting a dog...want the love, but not the work. :-) But they are so wonderful!Francia Mhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12299787452755252923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-60495013155918332742009-11-09T02:00:10.322+00:002009-11-09T02:00:10.322+00:00Well said, Z. I never had a dog until I met the b....Well said, Z. I never had a dog until I met the b.h., and I know my life would never be the same without either.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09161943968133743268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-48959823772159305262009-11-08T23:16:15.942+00:002009-11-08T23:16:15.942+00:00Even better is having several dogs all around you,...Even better is having several dogs all around you, Martina.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-70614342599202496942009-11-08T23:12:23.852+00:002009-11-08T23:12:23.852+00:00Makes perfect sense to me. The dogs are in the ro...Makes perfect sense to me. The dogs are in the room and supposedly napping. That is until they hear the treat jar or sense a dog friend is walking down the street. Semper fido...martinanoreply@blogger.com