Where Did All The Old Timers Go, A Public Meeting Place For Open Discussion

you've done it at least 3 times today. i'm gonna sick the baby on you...

 

I LOVE your dog Brandon. It's a girl, isn't it?

Bring [it] with you on your travels round Europe

:-D

 

keisha is the most playful bitch you'll ever meet, jack.

seriously, though. she tries to kill people on a regular basis. way better than any alarm system.

 

I'm good with dogs, I doubt she'd try to kill me

Really though, I've only ever met one dog that didn't take to me and that was beaten by it's owner - we kinda rescued it and then handed it over.

 

you would have to be introduced slowly. i'm sure she'd take eventually.

she's like some kind of terminator, special forces beast. she's about 110 pounds now, and she was rescued at 45 pounds on the same frame and with a front paw that had been flattened by a horse. yet she was still surviving.

i've never seen a dog with her pain tolerance or patience, or one that hunted so much like a wolf. it's awesome.

 

Sounds like a great dog. I don't have a dog - with both my parents working, it's, in our [family's] opinion, that it would be unfair to leave the type of dog we'd like (an alsation for instance) at home alone.

 

Beautiful animal Aus!

 

thanks, all.

 

Looks like Rin Tin Tin and just as smart!

 

i bet she'd like you at first, ger, you charmer!

 

Haha

You didn't just start a picture war with ireland, did you gerry?

 

Here's one for the dog lovers:

gerry1 goes to Auslander's house for dinner.

This is to be his first time meeting the family and he is very nervous.
They all sit down and begin eating a fine meal.

gerry is beginning to feel a little discomfort, thanks to his nervousness and the broccoli casserole. The gas pains are almost making his eyes water. Left with no other choice, he decides to relieve himself a bit and lets out a dainty fart.

It wasn't loud, but everyone at the table heard the poof.
Before he even had a chance to be embarrassed, Auslander's father looked over at the dog that had been snoozing under gerry's chair, and said in a rather stern voice, "keisha!"

gerry thought, "This is great!" and a big smile came across his face.
A couple of minutes later, he was beginning to feel the pain again. This time, he didn't even hesitate. He let a much louder and longer rrrrrip.

The father again looked at the dog and yelled, "Dammit keisha!"
Once again gerry smiled and thought "Yes!" A few minutes later he had to let another rip. This time he didn't even think about it.
He let a fart rip that rivaled a train whistle blowing.

Once again, the father looked at the dog with disgust and yelled, "Dammit keisha, get away from him, before he shits on you!"

The joke was originally about a girl going to her boyfriends house, but under the circumstances I couldn't resist the edit. LOL

 

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@Aus ... I actually do have a way with animals ...dogs too but particularly cats. There are a lot of cats that don't even like to be picked up by their owners, let alone strangers, but they always come and within mins I have them on their backs with their legs up and purring while I scratch their tummy!

@pac:

LMAO!! I had a 240 lb. English mastiff who was quite the farter and with no sense of responsibility about where and when he farted. (They could be pretty damned deadly too LOL!). Sometimes they were huge while at others, he'd let out little farts as he walked ... it was like a metronome ...a fart with each footstep LOL!

Unlike Wolfboy'd shep, those dogs are pretty averese to exercise (just like his owner LOL). You could have thousands of acres for him to run and romp and he'd just lay on the porch and the grass and sleep LOL! Despite that description, he wasn't to be fooled with. He was extremely well trained because of his size and strength. I felt bad because one time this old lady was taking her dog for a walk and it was neither trained or leashed. As dogs do if their not trained, it kept yapping at him and trying to jump him but my mastiff was trained not to respond. The thing bit him in the back on the leg once and when he was about to pounce, I yelled no and he stopped. It bit him harder a second time and there was no stopping him, in just a fraction of a second, he broke that dog's neck like a dried twig. I felt bad for the old lady but hell...

He could get up on his hind legs and eat off the stove (which he did on more that one occasion) leaving me to wipe off bacon grease over damed near everything. On another, it ate the entire Easter ham right off the table; we ate cheesburgers with a lot of fancy fixins LOL!. Lord, I miss that big, dumb, constantly drooling beast LOL!

 

We all miss our childhood shadows. I know I still do.

 

@Garmoon ... I was 40 LOL! Though I had both dogs and cats since I moved out of my parents when I was a kid. They grew up as farmers though; having critters in the house was unacceptable to them ...except my canary which my dad killed when it got sick (I didn't find that out until I was seventeen or so when he let it slip out LOL!)

 

GOOD MORNING TO YE ALL

 

@gerry

And you still haven't grown up yet. LMAO