My 12+ yr old Murph man (my avatar) looks a lot like your Nelly.
Very cute girl.
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The rescue Great Pyrenees is back at his foster home and my partner decided she wanted to train a therapy dog. And since we are getting up in ages and she thought this may well be her last dog so she wanted a puppy and not a rescue. Rescues make a great pet but asking them to work is sometimes too much with all the emotional trauma they may have suffered. That was the case with the Pyrenees I tried to adopt. Poor boy had some serious issues and would never have made a safe therapy dog.
So this is Flynn, a golden retriever. We hope to train him to be a therapy dog so we can visit kids in hospital, to make the kids stay in hospital bit more bearable. (Delta Society had changed its name so we need to find out what it is called today)
just under 12 weeks old.
Our father-son duo. Zeek and Chase.
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I'm loving all the new additions to this thread. Such wonderful animals.
@Smilingcat: Oh my gosh. Golden Retriever puppies are about the cutest thing on this planet. I hope this dog goes better for your than the rescue. Kudos to you and your partner for wanting to have a therapy dog. I'm sure you'll bring great comfort and happiness to people.
Here is my cat, GC Potterkatz Limelight of Starbeam, aka Angelina. She is a British Shorthair. Love this girl! Sometime she has bike grease on her from hanging out around my trainer :D. I'm a crazy cat lady and even blog about her.
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Oh my! Those kitties are sooooooo cute!
Here is Fosco, practicing his "Leave it" command.
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I think Wahine's dog is asleep ;) :D. And the British short hair is so cute and so innocent looking!!
Ah, I always love the post your pet threads, because to know me is to know my pup.
This is Asta (from the classic b/w Thin Man movies), a border collie/blue heeler mix. Smart, sweet, surprisingly mellow indoors. She is a rescue, as was my previous beloved Aussie mix. We're her 4th (and permanent) home - not sure what happened with person #1 that got her to the SPCA, but person #2 adopted her and returned her the next day because 'she seemed sad'. In my opinion, it was because she knew person #2 was a loser who didn't deserve her, but it was more likely just getting oriented ON TOP OF having a respiratory infection and running a fever. Family #3 adopted her and kept her 6 months, but she and their in-the-household-first cats never made a lasting peace accord, so they felt it was best and fairer for all if she found a cat-free environment and put her on a Border Collie rescue board, which I happened to be looking at after our Aussie mix died. The rest, as they say, is history.
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Here's Chloe and Calypso - Chloe was taking a bath, and Calypso was choosing to snooze.
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Chloe would like to add that she has a FB page
I just saw this! I love nothing more than to talk about Fosco, so I jumped at the chance.
When we adopted Fosco, his shelter name was Hooch. He didn't respond to that at all but would come running if you made clucking sounds or other hardish sounds. So when we brought him home, I told my BF (who had never had a dog) that he should name him but that the name had to have a hard sound in it. BF is a HUGE Tolkien fan, so he picked up a copy of one of the Lord of the Rings series that has a family tree in the back of it. That's where he found Fosco. Fosco was the grandfather of Frodo, Uncle to Bilbo.
He learned his new name very quickly. :D
And that is the story of how Hooch became Fosco.
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Haven't been here in over a year (dead home computer that I haven't been able to replace yet) so I'm abusing the one at work right now :p
This is Ghost, the abandonned cat who adopted Chloe & I two years ago. He and Chloe spend way too much
time chasing each other through the apartment but will sleep side by side, doing a darned good job of taking over my bed, at night. :rolleyes:
Best buds!:D
Ok, I'm an infrequesnt poster, and may have posted these before, but here is my crew, starting with the dogs.
First, the old man, Pogo the wonder dog. He turns 17 next month and is in failing health. I will be devistated when we lose him.
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Next we have Casey, the sweetest collie on the planet. He believes humans were created to be his friends.
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And our newest addition, Dixie. My sweet little girl
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Here's the rest.
Sweet kitty Squirt (snuggling with Casey)
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Charlie, the obnoxious parrot. Quite the talker, but has a bit of mean in him.
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Last but not least, Piper, my horse, his broad back carries me across the fields, and his sweet disposition and generous nature make him my therapist.
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What a brood you have Ja Da Dee! I'm sorry that Pogo is in failing health though. It's so hard to see them decline and to eventually say goodbye.
They're all gorgeous. But, oh, would I love to have that horse!
Meet Pusley. :)
My furry loves
Love all the new fur-kids photos! Thanks for posting!
I have a new kitty. I just couldn't deal with the sadness of missing my skittles kitty any longer. The new one is named Luna (tic) and she is adorable. She was a feral rescue cat that was fostered from birth. I have had her about a month now. She has a bit of wheezing but otherwise is healthy and sound. Here is her picture and me kissing her. I do that perhaps 134 times a day! I still get teary when thinking about skittles, but I guess in time that will fade. We do love our babies and 14 years was a lot of love built up.
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Love little Luna (tic)'s name. :D
My Ghost was an abandoned stray. He's taken over the apartment now. :rolleyes:
Aww... she's adorable! :) We adopted a crazy little black cat from the shelter a couple of years ago after losing precious Isis cat to cancer. The "new" one's name is Lucy, although we usually call her Lucy-lu or lulu because she is a lunatic! Her latest antic is to jump into the bathtub and then chase her tail, like a dog, banging her body off the tub walls. :D
Here she is, in the tub:
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And here she is when she was brand new to our home, and already finding what plants she could eat:
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Lucy's a pretty girl, Norse. We semi-adopted (still trying to find her a Forever Home) a black stray this summer that we call Itty Bitty Kitty. She's insane, too. I've never met a cat with more energy or who loves to play as much as her. She's currently obsessed with her new felt mice toys. But she rips everything to shreds, so I doubt they'll last long.
Here's our Little Satchel slurping at the sink...
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Mind you, our cats always have plenty of fresh clean water available in bowls, but they really like having fresh poured water directly from the faucet.
Satchel (also sometimes known as "Boy Boy"), stands at the bathroom doorway and meows emphatically, usually twice a day, demanding that we go in and turn the faucet on for him. He likes a fine stream of water, and really gets into the licking/slurping technique that he has developed to a fine art. He approaches the stream of water from the far side and gets it to 'bend' towards the bottom of his tongue where he then pulls it into his mouth. We adopted Satchel from the animal shelter, and he's quite a character. You may have noticed his harmless tear duct issue that we can't do much about- we just look beyond it to his abundant charms, such as his amazing opposable thumbs and loving nature. I'm sure the extra water is good for both cats' overall health.
Meanwhile, one of our other cats Sheba (sometimes known as "Boo Boo") likes to feel she's 'in on the action' by lapping daintily from a cup on the side of the sink. She is not as passionate as Satchel about the bathroom sink routine, but she enjoys being part of the scene with her little cup. The two of them will loiter together near the bathroom door a couple times a day, with Satchel in charge of meowing the command loudly for us to do their bidding and 'make water happen'.
Lisa, my cats have had similar habits over the years. Henry, my 13-year old, used to lift the toilet lid up so that he could drink from the toilet. Gross, I know but short of weighing the seat down with something, there wasn't an easy way to stop him. When we moved, he stopped doing that (and promptly developed some urinary issues). He then started drinking from a plastic 4-cup measuring cup that we kept on the counter for filling the coffee maker. We finally got to the point where we just started using it as their regular cat dish. I'm not sure why he's so partial to it. We tried swapping it out for a heavier, glass measuring cup (so that the cats were less inclined to tip it over), but they didn't like it nearly as well. I just don't understand their kitty logic sometimes.
Izzy loves the sink and usually follows me into the bathroom anytime I'm in their. Trying to brush my teeth is a challenge at times. But I'm not sure she's really mastered how to drink from the faucet. Mostly she just likes sticking her paw into the stream. She gets wet and after we dry her off, she has a habit of running away at full speed and sliding all over our hardwood floors. It cracks us up.
I've had cats for 16 years now and they are an endlessly entertaining now as they were when I first got them. Just when I think I've figured one of ours out, he or she starts something new. Yesterday, Izzy got into a box of packing materials and carried bits and pieces of them around the house (picture a 8 pound cat walking around with a piece of bubblewrap twice her size).
I took a few pictures of the dogs after the snowstorm in October. Here they are:
Cameron, the smooth collie
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Toby, the rough collie:
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Beautiful dog Roadie! Man that was SOME snowstorm :eek:
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I'm hoping the pictures attached.
The kitty picture with me in my robe was when we got Gustav - 1 day (we found him in a drainage ditch while I was riding my bike);
Gustav at the dishwasher (his favorite place to be when the dishes are dirty he likes to lick!)
and Gustav and our older cat Jag all snug in their favorite chair (this does not happen very often Gus has too much energy for Jag!)
Gustav's gorgeous, Spoke! Good thing you found him/he found you!
Yeah, he's a cutie! He actually did find me. I was out for a bike ride coming on a FUTS trail over a hill towards my house. I heard a meow and said "Kittie?" and he jumped from the ditch as I was riding my bike up the hill and started following me in big leaps in order to clear the tall grass, talking all the time!
I was with friends and did not want him to follow me too far into dangerous conditions so I sprinted ahead and then came back for him later in the my car. He came running out to see me again when I drove up and we have had him ever since. He was approximately 6-7 months when we got him. He was about 5.3 pounds after we had him for about 1 1/2 weeks and now he weighed in at 9 pounds. That boy can eat and GROW!