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Well, but the spayed/neutered/fixed females might pee involuntarily wherever they are, even in their sleep inside your house.

Only one of my males ever peed on someone, and the time he did it was well deserved:

A former friend and breeder of Bavarian Mountain Scent Hounds we often met when running the dogs, was kicking towards his own dogs and his litter of 10 month old puppies teeming around our legs in excitement.
At first my RR Jupiter caught his ankle in mid motion (the almost 2 m hunk of a man almost fell over) and just held it carefully, looking at me for further instruction. When I told him to let go of the ankle, he immediately obeyed, there was no harm done whatsoever, not even the slightest mark.
But when the breeder kept scolding the puppies, he circled him and peed on his pants from behind. 🤭
 
I don't know whether or not I mentioned it here, but almost a year ago my friend, Ken, was diagnosed with ALS. I was just notified that he has died - it was his wish to go. Our relationship was special, and I will really miss him, but I have the memories of our many crazy experiences. I can not grieve because this was his wish. He no longer wanted to live - I get it, Ken.
I am very sorry you lost your special friend.:hugs

But I think that you should allow yourself to grieve him, as it is your loss you grieve and not his wish.
 
he circled him and peed on his pants from behind.
This is a somewhat long story.
Ben:
Big 90# blue doof laying on little red 65# Bridget.
Ben on Bridget.png

Ben spent lots and lots of time at BFF Shadow's house so he came to consider it a second home and acted accordingly.

The 8 month pregnant sister of Shadow's owner came over one day when Ben was there and both owners were at work. Shadow saw her at the door and proceeded to act all happy and excited. He knew her. Ben did not and had never met her and... acted accordingly: lips peeled, hackles up, loud barking.
She opened the door and went in regardless. :eek:

Ben did NOT like that. He ran in front of her to cut off her proceeding further into the house and started growling at her, hackles still up. Shadow continued to circle her wiggling in happiness.

She stepped around Ben to put something on the table. Ben lifted his leg and peed and kept staring her down.

She started up the basement stairs to get some paper towels to clean up the pee and Ben raced past her, whipped around to face her, literally face to face, growled and lifted his leg again.

The ding bat FINALLY saw the error of her ways and exited stage left.

When Shadow's owner learned of what she did she nearly fainted.

I think her only saving grace was the fact that Shadow was enthralled with her being there so Ben figured, okay, HE knows you so you can't be too bad, but still. GET OUT!!
 
Cruddy weather promoting cruddy mood.
Yup. I know exactly what you mean.
I've kinda made up my mind to only adopt females
We haven't "decided" that, but we've only had females, and they have been wonderful.
Our relationship was special, and I will really miss him, but I have the memories of our many crazy experiences. I can not grieve because this was his wish. He no longer wanted to live - I get it, Ken.
Your memories are his gift to you.

And the best advice comes from one of the wisest people ever, Dr. Seuss:
Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.
 
Three boys. I've kinda made up my mind to only adopt females from hence forth. I can't count the number of times one of my boys peed on someone and I had to clean him/her off. Not to mention the number of landscape plants the boys watered and killed.
I had doubts about getting Rascal, but it was a couple years before he started lifting his leg, was a squatter before that and then again as he got older and creakier.
He didn't pee on anything too important, never on a person.
 
He didn't pee on anything too important, never on a person.
Ben peed on Abby's head I don't remember how many times and got Fuji and Skittles at least twice each, Skittles peed of Shadow's leg the last time I had him here and Shadow has peed on Skittles head. That's a lot of golden showers.
 
I don't know whether or not I mentioned it here, but almost a year ago my friend, Ken, was diagnosed with ALS. I was just notified that he has died - it was his wish to go. Our relationship was special, and I will really miss him, but I have the memories of our many crazy experiences. I can not grieve because this was his wish. He no longer wanted to live - I get it, Ken.
Sorry for loss.
 
SpeeCo Post Driver Post Pounder Deluxe, 2-3/4 in. Main Tube, S1611051TSC
This is what I have to pound in posts. I surely can NOT swing a sledge hammer with enough force to put in posts. But I can lift this (with two hands) and drop it.
I use something similar. Usually end up splitting the top of the post if I drive them in with a sledgehammer.
 

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