<p>I have a cousin who cooks for the dog. He makes the dog food in a 9 X 13 casserole pan. When you stay over at his house, you have to be careful which casserole pan you eat out of!</p>
<p>We all love our dogs and cats but we have a dog that loves my wife beyond the normal way dogs love their people. This dog actual pines for my wife. Believe me we are a house full of pets so I understand the dynamic of how pets worship their people but this is beyond that.</p>
<p>The doxie in the watering can story reminded me of this fabulous story (not my cat, but I can completely imagine this happening to me):</p>
<p>[snopes.com:</a> Cat Rescued From Garbage Disposal](<a href=“http://www.snopes.com/critters/disposal/catchday.asp]snopes.com:”>Cat Rescued From Garbage Disposal | Snopes.com)</p>
<p>Aww, tom. :)</p>
<p>Thanks for the great story,MommaJ. Makes my life with pets seem nice and calm.</p>
<p>Our two year old cockapoo is still inconsistent with “eliminating” in the house. We take her out regularly, reward her but she still has lapses. She is also one of those ‘little girls’ who piddles when she is overexcited.</p>
<p>I make her dog food quite often… extra lean ground beef or turkey, brown rice or oatmeal, and a few mixed veggies all cooked together. Smells good actually!</p>
<p>Yes, we love our little girl.</p>
<p>Took the giant Golden to Dizzy’s Dog Wash today for his 9th birthday! Not his choice of outings, for sure. Washing him by myself is hard, even with him tethered into the large tub. Everyone has to walk by and report that he is “the biggest Golden they have ever seen.” Seemed to take a long time to wet him down, lather, rinse, condition, rinse and dry with chamois and towels. He won’t stand for the blow dryer- it is pretty intense and sort of like a leaf blower. Got him a new collar for a birthday present.</p>
<p>And the cats…About a year or more ago we started having behavioral problems with two of them. I think it was after my son’s cat came to stay for a month or so. We discovered they were in some sort of competition involving peeing on the couch! We scrubbed and sprayed etc. Miraculously got the odor out but had to keep it covered with a big plastic tarp. Lovely. People would come in and say “Oh, are you painting?” We tried everything. In January we moved into a new house and it has stopped. BUT- I had two cats on Prozac for awhile. I’m down to one now. Every night at dinner I shove a half a Prozac pill down the female cat’s throat. It’s cheap medicine, though! Kroger gives a pet- rate.</p>
<p>Re; the tarp…to give yourself more time and a “better” excuse…not just painting…redecorating. That can take a year…or two.</p>
<p>And…my golden is bigger than your golden…my golden is bigger than yours )theme for an old commercial…mine weighs 86 pounds…and there is a bigger one in the neighborhood.</p>
<p>^^Mine weighs 126. He’s gigantic.</p>
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Our nasty, miserable, sarcastic Jack Russell is a one girl dog. He loves my daughter madly, but will only tolerate the rest of us. I am convinced that he pretends to be a nice dog to her while crossing his paws behind his back. He is absolutely vicious when she’s not around, but sweet as pie when she is. He seems to understand what behavior is desirable to her and what behavior would present him in a negative light. Doesn’t care at all what the rest of us think.</p>
<p>*We all love our dogs and cats but we have a dog that loves my wife beyond the normal way dogs love their people. This dog actual pines for my wife. Believe me we are a house full of pets so I understand the dynamic of how pets worship their people but this is beyond that. *</p>
<p>My H calls this the “woo wooing” that my dogs do when I’m gone. And when they hear my car come into the driveway, the “woo wooing” rises until I’m in the house. H says he’s a little jealous. lol</p>
<p>The cat in the garbage disposal story was a riot! Good thing Snopes already verified it was true because I would have had a hard time believing it otherwise!</p>
<p>Mom: You win…
Ours was 123 pre thyroid medicine. (I am not saying that your dog has a problem…our did) There is a gorgeous golden in the neighborhood who is in the 120s…did I mention that I love goldens?..and King Charles?</p>
<p>Love our big ol’ mutt so much it might impact where we decide to retire. Last time I visited Brooklyn, I could see it all: we’d buy a multi-plex of apartments, live in one, let S & DIL rent another so they could own something someday. H and I would spend our retirement going to off-off-Broadway plays for $18, learn new languages at the Brooklyn Public Library, and hope for grandchildren nearby someday. We’d sell both old cars and kiss our patient car mechanic good-bye. Urban Perfection. </p>
<p>But then: there’s the dog. I watched Brooklynites leash-walking their itty-bitty dogs, with pooper-scooper bags that wouldn’t begin to claim our monster’s daily contributions.
I thought back to our large, invisible fenced suburban yard where his droppings disappear into the brush under the pines. </p>
<p>How could we squish l00 pounds of dogflesh into an NYC apartment? Maybe the fact that he’s 8 years old and has minimal exercise needs will let HIM forgive US for moving him to the city.</p>
<p>When I was a VERY little girl we lived in Brooklyn in a duplex. (Yes, I have memories from 11 months on…very strange I know). There was a back area (cement) with a “garage” structure. YOU CAN DO THIS!! (It sounds amazing).</p>
<p>We live in the city (not NYC) with a backyard…but not wide open spaces. Our dogs are fine with their small area…and BIG baggies for walks. And as older dogs they move from sofa to kitchen to dog beds to kitchen…and, as the vet describes our boy dog, “an elderly gentleman” who can still pull us down the street.</p>
<p>Go for it…sounds like an amazing retirement.</p>
<p>Thanks, you give me hope…</p>
<p>When my wife comes home the little Papillion screams until my wife walks in the door. She then curls up into my wife’s lap right at the door to the garage. My w has to carry her to the chair and sit down while the dog proceeds to attempt to kiss her until my wife tells her she can only give her hug a which causes the dog to bury her head into my wife’s neck and sigh.</p>
<p>This happens even my wife goes out to get the mail.</p>
<p>I just lost my old male schnauzer-part of a bonded pair. He was my shadow, very devoted. The female was more independent. But they had been together her whole life. Now she’s so clingy that I watch where I step for fear of stepping on her. This morning I felt a cold breeze as I showered and looked down to see her little white face under the shower curtain. Breaking my heart!</p>
<p>So sad for you and the little girl.</p>