Talk About Your Pets

[NovoMira]

You want the poor baby to starve?

Figures...

[cbfromli]

stop feeding that poor thing.....

[NovoMira]

Here's a picture of my BooBoo (top two)...and her sister, Calico.

BooBoo (some meanie called her a water buffalo) weighs prox 25-30 pounds while Calico is normal at around 10 pounds.

[NovoMira]

Hey, how did that gal get ahold of my BooBoo?

[Churak]

Pudgiest pets compete in slimming contest


Mon Nov 17, 1:18 PM



LONDON (Reuters) - Eight of Britain's fattest pets are to embark on a 100-day diet and fitness regime in a bid to crowned this year's pet fit club champion.

The seven dogs and one cat, who are all more than 30 percent overweight and weigh a combined total of 191 kg (30 stones), were picked by veterinary charity PDSA who are running the slimming contest.

The animals, who need to lose a total of 74 kg to reach their ideal weight, will be put on specially tailored diet and exercise programs.

The pet who achieves the biggest percentage weight loss and best follows their new regime will be crowned champion, winning their owner a pet-friendly holiday.

PDSA statistics show around 30 percent of Britain's dogs are overweight or obese, amounting to around 1.95 million fat dogs.

"Alongside their daily portions of pet food, owners often show their affection by giving unhealthy human treats such as cheese, buttered toast and biscuits. They don't realize they are actually killing their pets with kindness," said Sean Wensley, a veterinary surgeon at PDSA.

(Reporting by Kylie MacLellan)

http://ca.news.yahoo.com/s/reuters/081117/odds/odd_us_fatpets

[The Original dpb5!]

ALL ABOUT INKSPOT!

The following is a TRUE STORY!

It just happened to me over the last 1 1/2 hours.

Here is the text of the mass emailing I just sent out to my email list ALL ABOUT INKSPOT.....

(Please don't let my sense of humor about this disturb you. Those who know me love me for my sense of humor in life!)

P.S. As I am creating this post, INKSPOT is sound asleep on the couch beside me.

And now, the email..........

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From: Karaoke Kingdom
Subject: ALL ABOUT INKSPOT !!!
Date: Saturday, November 22, 2008 10:57 PM


Hello everyone,

THIS IS NOT A JOKE !!!!

Tonight when I got home from work at 9:15PM, it was 29 degrees outside with a wind chill factor of 24 degrees !!!

When I got out of my car, a beautiful, healthy looking, about six month old cat came running right up to me!

He was as BLACK as COAL and looked even BLACKER against the WHITE snow!

He nuzzled against my leg and I reached down to pet it. Then I stood up and proceeded to my doorway. The cat unhesitantly followed me right in. Who could blame, being how cold it is outside?

He followed me right upstairs and into my apartment without hesitation. As a lover of animals, I couldn't help but to draw a bowl of water and place it on the floor. Then, being a prudent bachelor, I took 3 Frozen Armour Meatballs, heating them in the microwave. I then cut them into catsize pieces and placed them next to the water bowl.

By then, the cat had disappeared, snooping elsewhere around my apartment. Instead of searching for it, I yelled "COME HERE INKSPOT!"

INKSPOT quickly slithered from behind the curtain that is hanging in the archway between my kitchen and living room (it is there to keep the cold kitchen drafts out of my living room on these cold winter nights).

Instantly, INKSPOT smelled the meatballs and could easily tell that I had slaved over the preparation of them!

INKSPOT darted toward the bowl and joyfully munched on the meatballs. Then, after a few laps of water, seemed content, having not even finished the lavishly prepared feast! (The ingrate, LOL)

So, into my living room I went with INKSPOT right behind me. There is no collar on INKSPOT. It's the name I betrothed on it, and I like the name!

Anyways, it then dawned on me. What if this is somebody's cat from the neighborhood? So, I got out the phonebook and called my neighbor Laurie to ask if she might know who INKSPOT belongs to. She told me that it is just a neighborhood stray, and that she keeps the other neighborhood stray.

Here is my dilemma. My lease does not allow for me to have pets. Since I know that the Obama's are looking for a pet dog for the White House, I am thinking of writing the Obama's a special email. I'm thinking that it would be very neat to have a BLACK CAT in the WHITE HOUSE! However, I somehow doubt that the Obama's would answer my email.

SO, the purpose of my sending this email out to you all is to find a nice home for INKSPOT at this very cold time of the year. If you would like to have INKSPOT as a pet, or know of another nice home, I would be very greatful. If not, I will have to take INKSPOT to the humane society. Groan.

All I ask is that whoever takes INKSPOT, keeps the name intact. Names like BLACKY, SPOOKY and the like are stupid and boring to me. But "INKSPOT", c'mon you gotta admit that it's a cool name!

Oh, and INKSPOT does PURR!

INKSPOT just finished the 3 meatballs I prepared and is licking it's chops!

I will even throw in a BONUS! A whole bag of Frozen Armour Meatballs! Now, that is a deal that cannot be passed up!

SAVE INKSPOT NOW and get a FREE bag of FROZEN ARMOUR MEATBALLS!

THE FINE PRINT..........
Offer not available in ALASKA, CANADA, ICELAND, and RUSSIA . Offer is also not available in HAITI (Although HAITI is a very warm climate, I am not quite sure what they do with cats over there) Void where prohibited by law. Only ONE INKSPOT available while quantities last. Do not imply the inclusion of a collar, cat toys, litter box, litter, or shots of any kind.
This offer is totally unavailable to anybody into satanic worship. For purposes of finding the proper home for INKSPOT, I will be the sole determinator of whether any form of satanic worship is practiced by anyone that is wishing to adopt INKSPOT. All decisions final. Offer ends VERY SOON!

[Churak]

Cat People vs. Dog People ... They Really are Different
Monday October 27, 5:07 am ET


SCHAUMBURG, Ill., Oct. 27 /PRNewswire/ -- Cat people worship felines like pharos; dog people talk to hounds like people. New research shows that cat and dog people really are different -- in marital status, economic standing and education among other things.
ADVERTISEMENT


"Our studies have shown that there are some interesting differences between cat owners and dog owners," says James Flanigan, head of marketing at the American Veterinary Medical Association (AVMA). "Our surveys show that single people are more attracted to cat ownership, while dog owners are married with children. While the demographic information is interesting, some of it is concerning, too." http://www.avma.org

The AVMA conducts surveys of pet owners every five years, and publishes the results in the U.S. Pet Ownership and Demographic Sourcebook. In the 2007 edition, the image of a dog as a family pet is shown to be true: 67.0 percent of dog owners are married compared to 61.8 percent of cat owners, and 52.6 percent of dog owners are families of three or more, compared to 47.0 percent of cat owners.

"One of the most concerning differences among cat and dog owners is cat owners are much less likely to seek veterinary care for their animals, they spend less, and this divide seems to be growing," Flanigan explains.

The Sourcebook shows that 82.7 percent of dog owners made at least one annual visit to a veterinarian, compared to 63.7 percent of cat owners.

As for what is America's favorite pet ... it depends on how you read the most recent pet demographic statistics. There are more cats, 81.7 million compared to 72.1 million dogs, but there are more dog owners, 43 million compared to 37.5 million cat owners. This is because cat owners are more likely to have more than one cat.

For more of these fascinating statistics from the U.S. Pet Ownership & Demographics Sourcebook, visit http://www.avma.org/reference/marketstats/sourcebook.asp.




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Source: American Veterinary Medical Association

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Animal Shelters Desperately Need Food Donations

related: Hard Economic Times in U.S. Spell Trouble for Pets
Hidden Victims of Mortgage Crisis: Pets
Deserted Pets Also Foreclosure Victims
Woman Gives Up Pets After Losing Home To Foreclosure
Demand Spikes at Pet Food Banks, Discount Vets
Truly Innocent Victims-Foreclosure Pets


HOLLY NOTE: Though this story is from South Carolina, it's one that's been repeated around the nation for the last year and a half. Animal shelters are hit by a double whammy. In an economic crunch, people are less inclined to donate to food banks and shelters. The other component is housing. When people choose to downsize their home, move to an apartment or lose it through foreclosure, they are often forced to leave their pets at shelters. It compounds their heartache and stress by losing a beloved 4-legged family member. They hope shelters will be able to care for their pet but they, too, are in dire straits.

Instead of going to a movie or out to dinner this weekend, why don't you take these $$ and purchase food for a pet shelter. Better yet, phone your local shelter and see what supplies they need. Actual supplies may be best so you know your gift has the greatest chance of actually going to the animals' care. Your smallest donation may save a life.


October 22, 2008
WCIV-TV

Summerville, SC - The Frances R. Willis SPCA animal shelter in Summerville is at emergency low feed levels.

"The donations haven't been coming in like we hoped for. Currently, we have about 30 to 45 days of food and that’s at the critical level," explained J.J. Messervy, president of the board of directors for the Summerville SPCA.

While 30 to 45 days worth of food may seem like a lot, feeding nearly 200 dogs and cats daily causes the food to go by fast. Also, tough economic times have slowed the rate of donations. The SPCA won't let the animals go hungry, but they may have to make cuts to keep the animals fed.

"We don't have money in our budget to purchase food. We get broken bags from warehouses and donations from the great community around us. If we have to start purchasing food, we're going to have to cut back on other things like personnel and medical attention to the animals,” said Messervy.

The SPCA's food bank also helps needy families feed their pets by providing food for them so they can keep their pets at home. The organization is struggling to meet this need due to the food shortage.

"If you look around, you will see that ‘can't afford’ is the reason why the owners gave many of these animals up. They can't afford to feed their pets. That's why its crucial we get donations to help fed not only our animals, but our animals in the community," explained Kay Hyman, the director of outreach and communication with SPCA.

The other Lowcountry SPCA shelters in Charleston and Moncks Corner need donations as well. They say they especially need puppy and kitten food. The locations can accept cash donations, gift cards, and bags of food.

http://edition.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/asiapcf/10/20/china.milk.dog.deaths.ap/index.html?eref=edition

[cbfromli]

my mutt Trouble

he adopted that stuffed animal after we lost the other two dogs....

[Greta Grabo]

OMG!!!!!!!!!!! that was funny,

[The Original dpb5!]

Lizard Birth

If you have raised kids (or been one), and gone through
the pet syndrome, including toilet flush burials for dead
goldfish, the story below will have you laughing out
LOUD!

Overview: I had to take my son's lizard to the vet.

Here's what happened:

Just after dinner one night, my son came up to tell me
there was 'something wrong' with one of the two
lizards he holds prisoner in his room.

'He's just lying there looking sick,' he told me. 'I'm
serious, Dad. Can you help?'

I put my best lizard-healer expression on my face and
followed him into his bedroom. One of the little lizards
was indeed lying on his back, looking stressed. I immediately knew what to do.

'Honey,' I called, 'come look at the lizard!'

'Oh, my gosh!' my wife exclaimed. 'She 's having
babies.'

'What?' my son demanded. 'But their names are
Bert and Ernie, Mom!'

I was equally outraged.

'Hey, how can that be? I thought we said we didn't
want them to reproduce,' I said accusingly to my wife.

'Well, what do you want me to do, post a sign in their
cage?' she inquired (I think she actually said this
sarcastically!)

'No, but you were supposed to get two boys!' I
reminded her, (in my most loving, calm, sweet
voice, while gritting my teeth).

'Yeah, Bert and Ernie!' my son agreed.

'Well, it's just a little hard to tell on some guys, you
know,' she informed me (Again with the sarcasm!).

By now the rest of the family had gathered to see
what was going on. I shrugged, deciding to make
the best of it.

'Kids, this is going to be a wondrous experience,'
I announced. 'We're about to witness the miracle
of birth.'

'Oh, gross!' they shrieked

' Well, isn't THAT just great? What are we going to do
with a litter of tiny little lizard babies?' my wife wanted
to know.

We peered at the patient. After much struggling, what
looked like a tiny foot would appear briefly, vanishing
a scant second later.

'We don't appear to be making much progress,' I
noted.

'It's breech,' my wife whispered, horrified.

'Do something, Dad!' my son urged.

'Okay, okay.' Squeamishly, I reached in and grabbed
the foot when it next appeared, giving it a gentle tug.
It disappeared. I tried several more times with the
same results.

'Should I call 911?' my eldest daughter wanted to know.

'Maybe they could talk us through the trauma.' (You
see a pattern here with the females in my house?)

'Let's get Ernie to the vet,' I said grimly. We drove to
the vet with my son holding the cage in his lap.

'Breathe, Ernie, breathe,' he urged.

'I don't think lizards do Lamaze,' his mother noted to
him. (Women can be so cruel to their own young. I
mean what she does to me is one thing, but this boy
is of her womb, for G~d's sake.).

The vet took Ernie back to the examining room and
peered at the little animal through a magnifying glass.

'What do you think, Doc, a C-section?' I suggested
scientifically.

'Oh, very interesting,' he murmured. 'Mr. and Mrs.
Cameron, may I speak to you privately for a moment?'

I gulped, nodding for my son to step outside.

'Is Ernie going to be okay?' my wife asked.

'Oh, perfectly,' the vet assured us. 'This lizard is not
in labor. In fact, that isn't EVER going to happen. . .
Ernie is a boy. You see, Ernie is a young male. And
occasionally, as they come into maturity, like m ost
male species, they um . . um . . . masturbate. Just
the way he did, lying on his back.' He blushed,
glancing at my wife.

We were silent, absorbing this.

'So, Ernie's just . just . . excited,' my wife offered.

'Exactly,' the vet replied , relieved that we understood.

More silence. Then my vicious, cruel wife started to
giggle. And giggle. And then even laugh loudly.

'What's so funny?' I demanded, knowing, but not
believing that the woman I married would commit
the upcoming affront to my flawless manliness.

Tears were now running down her face. 'It's just .that . .
I'm picturing you pulling on its . . its. . . teeny little . . '
She gasped for more air to bellow in laughter once
more.

'That's enough,' I warned. We thanked the vet and
hurriedly bundled the lizard and our son back into
the car.. He was glad everything was goi n g to be okay.

'I know Ernie's really thankful for what you did, Dad,'
he told me.

'Oh, you have NO idea,' my wife agreed, collapsing
with laughter.

Two lizards: $140.

One cage: $50.

Trip to the vet: $30.

Memory of your husband pulling on a lizard's winkie:

Priceless!

Moral of the story: Pay attention in biology class.......
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LIZARDS LAY EGGS !!!

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When You Bring A Dog Into Your Life

When you bring a dog into your life, you begin a journey. A journey that will bring you more love and devotion than you have ever known, yet will also test your strength and courage.
If you allow, the journey will teach you many thing s, about life, about yourself, and most of all, about love. You will come away changed forever, for one soul cannot touch another without forever leaving its mark.
Along the way, you will learn much about savoring life's simple pleasures -- jumping in leaves, snoozing in the sun, the joys of puddles, and even the satisfaction of a good scratch behind the ears. If you spend much time outside, you will be taught how to truly experience every element, for no rock, leaf, or log will go unexamined, no rustling bush will be overlooked, and even the very air will be inhaled, pondered, and noted as being full of valuable information.
Your pace may be slower, except when heading home to the food dish, but you will become a better naturalist, having been taught by an expert in the field. Too many times we hike on automatic pilot, our goal being to complete the trail rather than enjoy the journey. We miss the details: the colorful mushrooms on the rotting log, the honeycomb in the old maple snag, the hawk, a feather caught on a twig.
Once we walk as a dog does, we discover a whole new world. We stop; we browse the landscape, we kick over leaves, peek in tree holes, look up, down, all around. And we learn what any dog knows: that nature has created a marvelously complex world that is full of surprises, that each cycle of the seasons bring ever changing wonders, that each day has an essence all its own.

Even from indoors, you will find yourself more attuned to the world around you. You will find yourself watching: summer insects collecting on a screen; how bizarre they are; how many kinds there are; or noting the flick and flash of fireflies through the dark. You will stop to observe the swirling dance of windblown leaves, or sniff the air after a rain. It does not matter that there is no objective in this; the point is in the doing, in not letting life's most important details slip by.

You will find yourself doing silly things that your dog-less friends might not understand: spending thirty minutes in the grocery aisle looking for the exact brand of food your companion must have, buying dog birthday treats, or just driving around the block an extra time because your dog enjoys the ride. You will roll in the snow, wrestle with chewie toys, bounce tennis balls till your eyes cross, and even run around the house trailing your bathrobe tie with a puppy in hot pursuit, all in the name of love.
Your house will become muddier and hairier. You will wear less dark clothing and buy more lint rollers. You may find dog biscuits in your pocket or purse, and feel the need to explain that old socks adorn your living room floor because your dog loves an impromptu game of tug.
You will learn the true measure of love--the steadfast, undying kind that says, 'It doesn't matter where we are or what we do, or how life treats us as long as we are together.' Respect this always. It is the most precious gift any living soul can give another. You will not find it often among the human race. And you will learn humility. The look in my dog's eyes often made me feel ashamed--such joy and love at my presence! She saw not some flawed human who could be cross and stubborn, moody or rude, but only her wonderful companion. Or maybe she saw those things and dismissed them as mere human foibles, not worth considering, and so chose to love me anyway. If you pay attention and learn well, when the journey is done, you will be not just a better person, but the person your dog always knew you to be--the one they were proud to call beloved friend.
I must caution you that this journey is not without pain. Like all paths of true love, the pain is part of loving. For as surely as the sun sets, one day your dear companion will follow a trail you cannot yet go down. And you will have to find the strength and love to let them go. A dog's time on earth is far too short, especially for those of us that love them. We borrow
them, really, just for a while; and during these brief years they are generous enough to give us all their love, every inch of their spirit and heart, until one day there is nothing left. The dog that only yesterday was a puppy is all too soon old and frail and sleeping in the sun. The young pup of boundless energy now wakes up stiff and lame, the muzzle gone to gray. Deep down we somehow always knew that this journey would end. We knew that if we gave our hearts they would be broken. But give them we must, for it is all they ask in return.

When the time comes, and the road curves ahead to a place we cannot see, we give one final gift and let them run on ahead, young and whole once more.

[mike_t]

No doubts he is cute but If he's really Zorro shouldn't he be wearing a mask ?

[Greta Grabo]

I can brag too. this is my baby Zorro. of course he is protecting the cat toy from the cats.

[mike_t]

My favorite t.v. dog of all time "Daddy"





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[mbc]

Excellent! Such a simple solution to the problem. Let's hope that they do the right thing and fix the balls.

[The Original dpb5!]

I just sent out an email to the [e-mail] that was referenced in that article.

Here is what I sent...

I host a message board on InvestorsHub.com called Talk About Your Pets.

Recently, it was posted there about how dangerous your company's Pimple Ball can be to dogs.

The post called for a boycott against FourPaws Products until such time that the Pimple Ball can be fixed to not be able to create a "SUCTION" on a dog's tongue that could lead to massive swelling and eventual necessity to remove the tongue of the dog.

As an animal lover, I offer to you a solution to the problem that will not only benefit your company, but will also dramatically increase the safety of your product for all dog owners while still allowing Dog Lover's the ability to buy a SAFE TOY for their dogs.

The answer to the problem is quite simple.

You can view my comments regarding the solution here.....

http://investorshub.advfn.com/boards/read_msg.aspx?message_id=31678866

I am confident that you will understand the importance of making this minor modification to the Pimple Ball to the satisfaction of Dog Lover's worldwide.

Respectfully yours,
DAVE
An Animal Lover!

[The Original dpb5!]

Thanks for sharing that!

It is important because animal owners buy all kinds of "toys" thinking that it will entertain their pets.

I have emailed the FourPaws Company to add myself to the boycott of their products until this pimple ball is removed from the marketplace!

Sadly, even if they add one hole to the pimple ball, it would not necessarily be enough to avoid the suction effect. They would probably need to add about 20 holes spaced evenly around the globe of the ball to deter any "problems".

The holes would not even need to be very big, likely 20 1/16th inch holes would alleviate any future problems and would make the toy safe again.

[mbc]

Read and watch the videos of this poor dog. His owners gave him a toy, a 'pimple ball' made by Four Paws Inc. If you have dogs, this is important to read and watch so it doesn't happen to yours too.





http://www.thechaistory.blogspot.com/

[NovoMira]

Moi?

Yep, you're right about that. (My reputation has spread, I see.) LOL

[mike_t]

LoL I'm sure you would keep'em in-line

[NovoMira]

That's for sure...but the more the merrier. LOL

[mike_t]

LoL no kidding . You would need some help with that pack..

[NovoMira]

Remember my tale re winning the lottery...

I woulda taken the whole kit and kaboodle home with me. LOL

[mike_t]

It was funny , on the day i picked up moma girl .. someone said, "hey Mike" .. I look around and it was this guy I used to work with.. lol .. When i first saw the pups, all 5 were in one crate , three lil faces looking out and 2 more fuzzy pups behind them sleeping.. Was about the cutest thing I have ever seen..

[NovoMira]

I misunderstood...I thought you had the Mama and the pup (li'l jailbird).

So okay, anyway am happy to hear Karmella has a good home.

[mike_t]

Thank you Mame .. The lil jail bird's name is Karmella.. I was so lucky to get the Moma dog, she is too sweet(no wonder her pups were so sweet) I heard from the guy who Karmella belongs to , that she is a wild child(but they love her).. They must have some kind of hunting dog in them..Go U.S.A.

[NovoMira]

Oh Mike...how sweet. Li'l Jailbird...I even love the name.

You did good.

[mike_t]

<===== This lil jailbird ...One of my dog's pups, 4 baby girls and 1 baby boy, which i found at the local shelter .. I asked if i could see the mom, she was 37 lbs of pure love.. I took the Mom instead, she is now 50 lbs + .. The lil jail bird is 75lbs now... Question is Who's your Daddy??

[The Original dpb5!]

Doesn't anybody want to talk about their pets anymore?

[easymoney101]

thanks

[originunknown]

No, I have not heard anything else but would be sure to let you know if I did ...

[easymoney101]

this was from origen ie bone fragments
The affected lot numbers made with salmon containing larger bone fragments are:
ORIJEN 6 FISH DOG 82659
ORIJEN ADULT DOG 82660
ORIJEN PUPPY LARGE BREED 82662
ORIJEN PUPPY 82558
ORIJEN SENIOR 82661
http://championpetfoods.com/charlie_letter.pdf

[easymoney101]

there were reports from other dogs lovers that sharp bone fragments were in Origen. I haven't run across them.. seeing that you are in canada was wondering if you heard anything more. I only add a small amount to their dish with raw real food.. no matter who the food is from I still pay attention to rumors.

[originunknown]

Good move!

[easymoney101]

took my 3 animals off science diet they all developed tumors. I have them on fresh organic raw veggies and raw meat and Orijen I also give them good oils hemp and flax seed oil and added black strap molasses and no chlorinated water. their tumors have shrunk from a large mass to very small so they are healing.
no more vaccines for my dogs either.

made in canada
http://www.championpetfoods.com/orijen/orijen/

[XV19]

lolol

[lifewarrior]

This was cute. haven't seen this one before..
Great board!!
Love, Life

DOG DIARY
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM - Ran back and forth in the hall! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM - Got to play tug! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

CAT DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on
fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.
Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat
something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me
going is my dream of escape.

In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet.
I had hoped this would strike fear in to their
hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However,
they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little
hunter' I am.

They continue to pick me up and handle me, an obvi ous attempt to subvert me.

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices
tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the
event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard
that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn
what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors
by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the
top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches.

The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more
than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.

Tonight I will again la y on their heads while they sleep and hope to smother them.

[originunknown]

Nutro pet food warning


http://www.consumeraffairs.com/news04/2008/04/pet_food_recalls93.html

[Green_cat]

Good night yaw'll;) Owwwww owwwww wowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!

[Green_cat]

Who wahh?

[Green_cat]

Never sit next to "HUNTER" with ahh hat on..LOL, LOVEZZ HATS!!

[Green_cat]

Hi my name is Zeus I would just LOVE ahh treat..GOT TREAT??

[Green_cat]

man dude you really get around..lol

my buddies pointer "HUNTER"

[originunknown]

Wow, that is amazing. I had a Siamese cat for years and she did some pretty cool stuff but nothing like this ...

[SkeBallLarry]

Jennifer and Jim kept getting huge water bills. They knew beyond a doubt that the bills weren't representative of their actual usage.
But no matter how they tried to conserve, the high bills continued.
Although they could see nothing wrong, they had everything checked for leaks or problems: first the water meter, then outdoor pipes, indoor pipes, underground pipes, faucets, toilets, washer, ice maker, etc. -- all to no avail...

One day Jim was sick and stayed home in bed, but kept hearing water running downstairs. He finally tore himself from his bed to investigate, and stumbled onto the cause of such high water bills. Apparently this was happening all day long when they were not at home.

Knowing that few would believe him, he taped a segment of the 'problem' for posterity.

[The Original dpb5!]

Are you a lostie?

My newest board on IHUB...

C'mon over...

http://investorshub.advfn.com/boards/board.asp?board_id=12313

[MWM]

Interesting Thanks!

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I just got my dog Buddy's DNA test back. He's a mess of a dog that we got from the pound and when we heard about Mar's Wisdom Panel (www.wisdompanel.com) we just had to try it out.

Very pleased with their service. It was less than 2 week from blood test to getting the report in the mail. The test is totall blind and the results made sense.

Turns out that Buddy is a mix of Dalmatian and English Springer Spaniel. What a mix!!! lol

Here's his pic:

[SkeBallLarry]