I don't want my dog anymore . . .

[KlaHaYa Gardens]

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If you read more, you might enjoy a giggle or two.

BTW, I have NEVER hated this dog. I don't even dislike him, not even a little. That doesn't mean there aren't inconvenient challenges . . . thus this vent thread. (Not advice thread.)

 

[StevenW.]

Anyone want a Cocker Spaniel dog? It just pee'ed on my shoe!

 

[welasharon]

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I'm afraid I'm not that lucky. Meet Pixel:

http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h133/TrulyCapricious/DSCN1868-1-2-1-1.jpg

In this particular picture, he had just finished ripping open a bag of potting soil and scattering it liberally all over the back bedroom of my aunt's house (we rented it from her briefly while we were looking for a place to buy).

Pixel likes our bed. But he doesn't like my husband. As such, he has spent a great deal of time trying to replace my husband's scent with his own. I'm sure you can probably guess how.

Now that we have a new baby, though, the little terror seems to have lost interest in trying to claim our bed as his own and has taken up a new hobby: stealing the baby's pacifiers. And toys. And diapers.

We have attempted to dissuade him from a few of these habits by providing him with enrichment activities and ensuring that his environment is as relaxing as possible. Fennec Foxes are burrowing foxes, so we bought him several different "dens" to sleep in. He booted the poor cats off of the cat tower so he could sleep on the very top shelf. We got toys that make him work to get treats. He empties them in a matter of minutes. Fennec Foxes are native to the Sahara and sub-Sahara regions in northern Africa so we got him sand to dig in. He tried to eat it instead. He does his digging in our carpet.

Oh, and every time he goes to see the V-E-T, he hops up onto the counter and sprawls across the computer's keyboard. If anyone tries to move him, he screams or growls at them.

So, umm, anyone wanna trade?

Ahhhhh I think I would be concerned here.....this is stink eye at its finest....DOUBLE stink eye.....chickens would be shamed....do not turn your back on him/her/it....

I am too old to have a cocker again....mine lived to be 22 and 1/2...I thought she was gonna out live me! And was by far the dumbest thing I had ever seen....now I realize she must have been a poodle in disguise.....

 

[KlaHaYa Gardens]

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I'd consider trading, but you gotta come up with a better scandal than the dog peeing on your shoe. That's old and simple minded sabotage.

Now, if you tell me he pushed the step-stool to your closet, climbed to the top and peed on your hat, this would be a dog worth considering.

 

[KlaHaYa Gardens]

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Aww, just look at these babies.

Do they have any bad habits?

 

[KlaHaYa Gardens]

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@ducklover1, just noticing your location. Really has me

and has my daughter

. The question is, is Effingham County not too far out of Chicago where pigs are not allowed, or where perhaps hams are banned?

 

[KlaHaYa Gardens]

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Heh. Sorry about that.

As far as the lions go, though, you could always tell her what my husband told me when he wanted me to stop messing with large reptiles: when one is the size of a small deer it is best to avoid animals that eat small deer.

Stoopid poodles. "Wolf in sheep's clothing" is an ineffective idiom. Everyone knows it was really a poodle disguised as a wolf disguised as a sheep.

Still giggling at this.

My daughter was just re-reading and she beat her forehead with her book realizing that you are entirely correct about the poodle-wolf-sheep conspiracy. (She thinks your husband is pretty funny, too.)


Now, enough of the nice-nice. You are still in the stoopid poodle house with me: my daughter is determined to have a fennec fox. She wants to know what you feed yours.

 

[Orchid]

My poodle disguised as a yellow Lab apparently snuck a bunch of foil-wrapped Reese's eggs from the kids' Easter baskets, because yesterday morning I woke to bright orange foil-wrapped vomit on the cream colored living room rug.

Needless to say, I am in the market for a new rug.

 

[schellie69]

Here is my pita, he will whine at the baby gate even if he can go through the dog door I have to open the big gate for him.

You are welcome just thought I should post that you didn't really want to get rid of that thing

 

[CAdreaming]

I am new to posting on this forum as I only discovered it a couple of weeks ago when running a search for raising chickens, as we are just starting on that adventure.

Reading through the posts, I starting seeing info on rabbits, since we have 2, I started looking around more on this forum and stumbled across this post.

I knew that eventually I'd start posting & not just lurking but I NEVER would have guessed it would be a dog post that would make my day a cause me to respond.

@KlaHaYa Gardens- I really appreciated not only your sense of humor but the way you handled yourself to those who did not understand your humor.

I also have a poodle in disguise. She is a collie/lab mix just turned 7yrs old. We rescued her at 5months of age & every day since I ask myself, "What had I been thinking!?!"

She is reminded every day about how stupid she is, how much I don't like her & how big the party will be when she finally passes. When we first got her, my oldest was 8 & fell madly in love with her. He still thinks she's the greatest even after all the times he would take her for walks & she would take off down the road, dragging him behind her (even pulling him out into the street in front of a van!!) We cured her pulling him around with the use of a gentle leader & it has been years since we have had to use it but even still today, there are times when she will try to give him a run for his money.

She will bowl down small children standing between her & an open door to freedom, she loves to bolt into the house after having been outside & jump onto MY side of the bed with her muddy paws & wet fur & roll around, she enjoys nothing better than rolling around on the carcasses the cats decided not to finish- the stinkier the better!! She will eat the just off the grill, blazing hot meat that was supposed to be for dinner, cookies on the table do not stand a chance, any meat or cheese left on the counter must have been left out for her, bags of chocolate have been chewed through & eaten, she has chewed through more plastic lattice then I care to remember, can pull up a log crammed between a step & the porch gate then open the gate to let herself out & has the most irritating way of looking at you when you catch her out... you call her name (Roxie- short for Roxie Road though I firmly believe that is was supposed to be Box of Rocks!!), she lifts her head to look at you & no matter what you offer, how kindly, gently or frustrated you call her, she will spin away from you & raise that tail of hers high in the air (telling you, you know what) & take off.

But then there is this...
We kept her because she proved herself with our small children. My youngest was just over a year old & had never really been around a dog. I kept a very close eye on the two of them because my daughter just wanted a handful of that fur & I wasn't sure how this dog would react. On day, I had my hands full of something & couldn't grab my daughter's hand fast enough. She took a firm hold on Roxie's neck fur & pulled with all her tiny might. Roxie turned her head & took my daughters arm into her mouth & a they looked eye to eye before my daughter released her hold & pulled her arm away. Roxie gave her a giant kiss & my daughter never pulled her fur again. A few nights later, I found my daughter & one of my sons using Roxie as a couch. They were both sitting on her & they helped themselves to her dog food. She just laid there thumping her tail, knowing I would eventually come along & save her. How could we not keep her.

She has rescued my neighbors cat from a pack of dogs that were chasing it. Stayed with the cat & kept howling until we came to see what the fuss was about. Another time that she got loose, we finally found her again by her howling. This time she was howling because she had found a starved kitten that needed rescuing.

We rescued another kitten, days old, that needed to be bottle feed & stimulated to help poop & pee. I was really not looking forward to that part of the job while at the same time, was having a really hard time keeping this giant stupid dog away from the kitten. All she wanted to do was lick it... so I let her. I did the feeding & Roxie did the cleaning.

She makes me crazy, she makes me want to scream, she makes me want to auction her off (though I'd start much lower than you did!!) but I think that even if I ever did get rid of her, she'd just come back so I might as well keep her... I eventually will get my party & I will celebrate loudly while drinking a glass of very salty coke.