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Showing posts with label Pets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pets. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Kidney Stones Must Be Hell On A 10 Pounder
This is Spud. I have posted his picture before. I got him in 2001 when he was a few months old from my ex sister in law because she couldn't sell him to somebody she didn't know (he was suppose to bring in $) and after he licked my feet. (now he's the Contessa's dog...turncoat) Now he's almost 10 had 3 Pilonidal cysts and Urolithiasis more times than I can count. In short this little 10 pound bundle of fur is more man than Mouse Limburg could ever hope to be. Oh and he's got a health card and single payer health care as well. Lucky little turd...Oh well he deserves it.



Monday, May 31, 2010
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
The Tea-Baggers Is Comin!
So tomorrow they be busing in the great unwashed to have themselves a tea-bagging soiree at Edward Zorinsky Park. (By the way isn't it funny they are holding this meeting of the minds in a park named after a Democratic politician?) Of course they damn sure aren't holding this thing in Miller Park. I know of nobody locally who is going to this thing and I am proud to say I have many a friend and acquaintance who think that my politics sucks. (Of course unlike the tea-baggers who are performing tomorrow my friends all have a real job.) Yes the same people you will see here tomorrow are the same paid off-Broadway performers you saw in Nevada over the weekend. All though this is Tea-Baggers gone wild and not A Little Night Music some how Stephen Sondheim's Send In The Clowns is still oddly appropriate.
If I could go I admit it would be at the very least curious to see Dickerhoof, Fleckenstein and Cubachi have a 3 way in public. This of course is far from a good enough reason to get me to waste my precious time watching these home school reject jerkoffs protesting G.W. Bush's tax code while claiming it is Obama's. So when I get home tomorrow from my place of employment I will do what I pretty much always do when the weather is nice. Grab a paper, a book, ( for Ranger, Dog Fucker and Ralph a book is this thing with words that you read providing you have the capability to do so.) my ipod, sit out on my porch and relax with Sinatra.
While I am sure that the 5 people there who are actually from here will warn the others to not go east of a certain point because that is where all of the non white's live I still have to be careful with my Dogs. Since I know that A. I am being stalked. B. My Stalker is a tea-bagger and C. He admits to fucking dogs. What a quality group these off Broadway tea-baggers are.
If I could go I admit it would be at the very least curious to see Dickerhoof, Fleckenstein and Cubachi have a 3 way in public. This of course is far from a good enough reason to get me to waste my precious time watching these home school reject jerkoffs protesting G.W. Bush's tax code while claiming it is Obama's. So when I get home tomorrow from my place of employment I will do what I pretty much always do when the weather is nice. Grab a paper, a book, ( for Ranger, Dog Fucker and Ralph a book is this thing with words that you read providing you have the capability to do so.) my ipod, sit out on my porch and relax with Sinatra.
While I am sure that the 5 people there who are actually from here will warn the others to not go east of a certain point because that is where all of the non white's live I still have to be careful with my Dogs. Since I know that A. I am being stalked. B. My Stalker is a tea-bagger and C. He admits to fucking dogs. What a quality group these off Broadway tea-baggers are.
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Friday, February 12, 2010
Barack Thought He Had It Tough
Look At His Poor Dog.

I wonder if Bo comes in from being outside and sneaks down stairs in the White House and goes poop like my Chihuahua Tiki does.
I wonder if Bo comes in from being outside and sneaks down stairs in the White House and goes poop like my Chihuahua Tiki does.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Shout Out To The Maine Coon Cat Lovers
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
My Cat Soxy
When I was around seven, mom decided on getting a playmate for our Pomeranian, Rusty. The second pet was a black cat with a white underbelly, which we named Soxy.
Today, after eleven years, my cat Soxy passed on to the great liter box in they sky.
He loved chasing the dog around, fighting for food and affection, loafing around, roaming outdoors, and snuggling up to us.
He was a good pet - I guess that's all we can really ask for.
I hope he knows that I loved him deeply, and that I tried to take care of him to the best of my ability.
Today, after eleven years, my cat Soxy passed on to the great liter box in they sky.
He loved chasing the dog around, fighting for food and affection, loafing around, roaming outdoors, and snuggling up to us.
He was a good pet - I guess that's all we can really ask for.
I hope he knows that I loved him deeply, and that I tried to take care of him to the best of my ability.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Favorite Dog Breeds
(Pointless Post alert)
I love all dogs pedigree or no but my favorite breed is the Saluki

I just think they are beautiful dogs.
I love all dogs pedigree or no but my favorite breed is the Saluki
I just think they are beautiful dogs.
Friday, July 18, 2008
DJ Cat Is Confusing Spud
My dog Spud has had a pretty straight forward relationship with cats in his life. they beat the hell out of him. Hell Cats from around the neighborhood sneak in the yard and beat the hell out of him. And Spud for his part returns the favor by often ramming his head up their ass and pissing them off. So our newest kitty DJ cat has Spud really confused. DJ goes up to Spud and washes him. Spud doesn't know what to about it. He's tried roughing housing with DJ but he won't go for it. Making Spuds task of figuring him out even harder is DJ Cat out weighs him quite a bit. it's funny to watch.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
A Question For The Cat Lovers
We got a new member of the family today and he is 5 years old. We have had other cats before but never one who is this old and is used to another family. So far all he has done is hide under beds. He seems to be really nervous at the moment. I have tried food and Nip but so far nothing has gotten him out for long. I know he is sociable and he knows me . Should we just wait and he will come around? What is the best way to get him feeling more comfortable?
We got him out from under the bed :) I am sure he will be a wonderful addition to our family but there is no question he is a cat. :)
We got him out from under the bed :) I am sure he will be a wonderful addition to our family but there is no question he is a cat. :)
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Victory Elizabeth 1992-2008
I took my cat Victory to the Vets tonight to be put down. One of the toughest decisions I have ever had to make. In March we almost took her in but she recovered. the last week she had quit eating altogether and wasn't bathing. She just didn't have much energy at all. At the vets I asked to have one minute with her before they took her to hold her and she went in to The Contessa's arms which is something she didn't do much. She was definitely my cat. I think she was saying goodbye. I am going to miss her very much. She gave me 16 good years.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Cat Update
Victory is eating again and seems to be in better spirits. this is why I call her "Rasputin" I still think my time with her is limited but she seems to have pulled through. I am so happy I am going to post some idiot droppings!!!
Monday, March 3, 2008
Victory Elizabeth
This is my Cat victory. she is 15 and in failing health. I will miss her.
Yes the bum in that picture with the size 14 foot and the hole in his pants is the Count. Victory is laying on my leg. This picture was taken a few months ago.
Here is Victory sleeping with Spud I took this picture because even sleeping I couldn't believe she let him get that close. Notice Spud's toy separating them. :)
Yes the bum in that picture with the size 14 foot and the hole in his pants is the Count. Victory is laying on my leg. This picture was taken a few months ago.
Here is Victory sleeping with Spud I took this picture because even sleeping I couldn't believe she let him get that close. Notice Spud's toy separating them. :)
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