Posted on 07/15/2015 11:47:58 AM PDT by Kaslin
Mine won’t take treats from strangers.
Even if I “okay” the treats, they just stand there and stare at them.
At PetCo last Sunday, I had to give Odin the treat the cashier gave him as a birthday gift and even then, I had to break it up into tiny pieces and “nibble it” before he’d eat it.
:D
^This^
Himself would not be here, let alone be ‘hubby’ if my pack had not roundly okayed him the night I met him, back in 1993.
The Ibizans checked him out first and when they deemed him worthy, I turned 2 Dobes and Pit loose on him.
To my surprise, they did not eat him.
He’s been here ever since.
Good on you!
I have a feeling that she intended to “change” [neuter/subjugate/whip] him in more ways than this, which was a shot across the bow/warning flag.
He got lucky.
She showed her hand before there was a wedding band on it.
Oh Honey I miss you.
But my aim’s improving.
bump
I believe you meant ‘quod erat demonstrandum’?...how is what I originally stated exactly restated in my conclusion? Or did you mean something else?
If you have seven children, then the oldest of the bunch is plenty old enough to have as a chore a daily “poo-patrol” to clean the piles so others don’t track the stuff everywhere.
Cats messing up the house? Really? A few stray hairs is a huge mess?
I’m willing to wager that you didn’t grow up with pets (fish and birds don’t count).
As others said, if your hubby’s dog and companion of years bit you, there has to have been some action or signal from you that triggered such a response. Dogs don’t just “decide to bite”, they have a reason (in their little pea-brain). It may not make sense to us, but many things we do don’t make sense to them either.
The gf must be either a control freak or something else is wrong with her.
The cats aren’t that bad. They just try to escape outside on a regular basis. The dog had an ear infection and I was giving him his medicine. I know why he bit me. It was still scary and extremely painful. I just don’t need that kind of extra concern/hassle in my life. Not right now. I’d rather concentrate on the humans already in my life. So many of you saying you don’t like or trust people who don’t like dogs is a bit narrow-minded and silly.
Love me, love my critters.
I can just see that conversation.
(Himself leaves the house; you turn to the pack)
“You didn’t eat him?”
Doggie grins abound.
“You’re not telling me you like the guy?”
Tails wag and thump the floor.
“I guess I’ll have to marry this one. I can’t believe *all* of you like him. What a trea-—No! No! I didn’t say-—fine. Let’s all get a treat.”
A life truth.
:)
More or less.
;D
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