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you'd be surprised what people will pay for things for their pet!No way I'd pay that for my cats. lol. Maybe I found another money source. Oh yeah I live in NW Ohio. No one here is going to pay that either.
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you'd be surprised what people will pay for things for their pet!No way I'd pay that for my cats. lol. Maybe I found another money source. Oh yeah I live in NW Ohio. No one here is going to pay that either.
I don't remember seeing anything about what happened!Did I tell everyone here what we figured out about our chocolate orpington hen we lost? I can't remember. I know some wanted to know.
Hmm, a pigeon can carry a letter, so why couldn't you train a rooster to fetch the mail?
yumNot even... chili chocolate?
As long as he didn't have to cross the road it should be fine....
I take care of adult clients with developmental and sometimes physical disabilities in their home.
On my way for that chocolate, sorry Sam, snow doesn't get in my wayI did, I said it! Sam might have some waiting for her in her mailbox right now, but she doesn't want to go check...
aww such cute buds...and my favorite flower color too.
Quote:What a great idea!![]()
My DH, a letter carrier for the USPS for 40 years, had a dog that the family had trained to get the mail. He went down one side of the street and they would let him out. He would walk down to the mailbox and sit. When my DH arrived, he would give the rubber-banded mail to the dog and he would carry it to the house. It hit him hard when that dog died....old softie that he is.![]()
we found she had fatty liver. Also found several other fatties out on the pens so everyone that's cooped up in on a diet! My English orpingtons are the fattest of them all.
Our first dog did that too. In our area they drive a big truck, the driver would always stop at the bottom of the driveway. You always knew when they changed the routes again and we had a new mail man as they were scared to give the mail to the dog. We'd holler "it's ok, it's his daily task" after letting our big 90lbs shaggy dog out the door. Those mail men that knew Bobby wouldn't even get out of their truck anymore.What a great idea!![]()
My DH, a letter carrier for the USPS for 40 years, had a dog that the family had trained to get the mail. He went down one side of the street and they would let him out. He would walk down to the mailbox and sit. When my DH arrived, he would give the rubber-banded mail to the dog and he would carry it to the house. It hit him hard when that dog died....old softie that he is.![]()