That is a vile calumny with which to attempt to besmear the name of a Good Dog. Dogs are highly intelligent creatures, unlike Cats and certain humans; as such, they have distinct and complex personalities that transcend the base genetic makeup of their species. Luna probably doesn’t like snow because she is a Texas girl and rightfully expects more clement weather. Likewise, my dog Bernie, who was so intelligent that he successfully outwitted many people who tried to trick him, nevertheless – or perhaps because of this intelligence – refused to ever fetch anything. The first time I threw a tennis ball for him, early in his puppyhood, he watched its flight with interest and then looked at me quizzically, clearly wondering why I would throw away a perfectly good ball. No doubt he made a mental note to find it later so he could chew on it. You see, JaneDoe42, you cannot expect intelligent creatures like canines to behave according to your hackneyed stereotypes, as if they were cats or something.
Actually, I just got a response from someone on Nextdoor who has one. But it’s a little late to set it up now. I was just outside and there’s still no peep from the kitten. I wouldn’t want to leave the trap out all night. There are a lot of neighborhood kitties around and if the kitten didn’t get caught, one of them might. And it’s supposed to start raining later. Maybe we will have luck with it tomorrow.
I’ll have you know I’m a life-long Dog Person, and possibly even a Dog. I like all dogs that are friendly and gregarious (which seems to be most dogs). I do have a preference for larger dogs that one can rassle with.
Somewhat to my disappointment, my neighbor has a Rottweiler who is only mildly friendly, but mostly just aloof – Kind of like an Irish Setter.
As for the obligatory rant, I pit the two-doors-down neighbor on the other side, who has a little dog tied up in the car-port. That poor dog has been there for at least the six years I’ve been here, and I’ve NEVER seen anyone there playing with the dog or otherwise interacting with it – except I think TWICE in all those years I saw somebody take it for a walk.
That poor little dog howls and shrieks like someone was torturing it, intermittently all day almost everyday, often starting before 06:00 and continuing past midnight.
That dog needs to be confiscated and re-homed to a better home. Several years ago, the dog got loose a couple of times and wandered around the neighborhood. People in my apartment complex, myself included, were playing with it. I sat down on the grass and he crawled into my lap. He looked so lonely and dejected, like he just wanted someone to pet him once in his lonely miserable life.
My most profound apologies, my canine friend. You are definitely a Good Boy!
Yep. In all seriousness, there are really no bad dogs, but there are many horrible people. I would really consider reporting the situation to the local humane society.
Yes, may all the Dog-Loving Dopers on the Board kick my ass until I do. I’ve been procrastinating about doing this for SIX YEARS now, and I just keep not getting a round tuit. And I know of a few other neighbors who are likewise. I even downloaded and printed the municipal code about nuisance animals, and went to the police station and got several copies of the animal complaint form to pass around. I called the police once several years ago, but nothing happened.
The muni code seems to say they will take multiple complaints more seriously than a single complaint, so I’ve been lobbying some neighbors to file the complaint too.
It’s not that poor dog’s fault he howls all the time. The one (or two) time(s) I encountered him, he seemed like a friendly little dog. I’d howl too.
And when I finally get it done, I want dog biscuits!
That’s always the case. My advice would be to enlist the neighbours, and Do It! A doggie is depending on you! The police are probably not your best resource unless the humane society in your area is useless. Police are geared to deal with one-time noise complaints, the humane society is intended to deal with animal abuse.
As a cat person, I agree with these words. Poor dog needs to live with people who care.
You need to find your tuit and do something, that poor doggy wants a home. I’ll send whatever flavor cookies you want, just please help the furry guy.
PS, @wolfpup we are not done, but abused critters come first. (Plus, every time I read your post I start laughing so hard that our stripy cat gives me “that” look.)
I don’t know if there’s really a “humane” issue here, in the sense that a Humane Society would get involved with. There’s nobody physically abusing the dog, and he’s obviously being fed. They’re just leaving him tied up in the carport all the time. I sure wouldn’t like being treated like that. But is a Humane Society going to get involved with that?
Seems to me that taking it up with the police as a “nuisance” issue would be the better choice. I’m not even sure if there is an active Humane Society around here. (I was a volunteer for the local Humane group in a nearby bigger city for a while, but all they really did was try to get cats adopted, and one lady was into rescuing Pit Bulls. She had some of the sweetest most lovable and well-behaved Pit Bulls I’ve ever met!)
Jackass neighbors are letting off fireworks for no apparent reason other than to make sure people who actually have to go to work can’t get any sleep.
Still waiting to hear back from the job I applied for, signed their forms, etc.
All my local friends are at my previous job. I go buy a joint, damn near daily, just to see friendly faces and hear a kind voice say my name.
Last year, I spent my birthday alone, isolated due to Covid protocol.
This year, I am alone, unemployed, bored out of my skull, and about to be broke if this job offer doesn’t pan out for some reason.
But, I do have two cats, who alternate snuggling with me. Things could be worse.
Happy Birthday! Snuggle those kitties good.
The baby’s sick. My husband’s sick. I’m sick.
The nanny we were planning to fire today is sick, so now we have to awkwardly wait until she recovers and then fire her.
I didn’t sleep last night.
I’m swamped at work.
We have so much to do.
I’m going to spend most of the day in bed, I think.
Hugs, Spice_Weasel. The lack of sleep is a killer. You should take a sick day and nap.
When I have a sleepless night, I’m useless the next day, and I don’t make good decisions. Oh, and I only sleep well when it’s cold…
And, of course, we’re sweltering in a week of 90º/90% humidity. Up north, in early June.
And the worse part is, I can’t even complain…
…because I flippantly, during a week of subzero temps this winter, said “Well, guess I won’t be bitchin’ about the heat next summer.”
We were doing yard-work yesterday. My gf had run inside to get a drink and a banana. From the porch, she flipped her banana peel so it would land in front of me as I walked by. It would have been really funny, except it startled me, causing me to stumble and twist my ankle a bit. If anyone asks why I’m gimpy today, I will tell them I slipped avoiding a banana peel.
Gods, is that what’s going on? My poor window A/C (my beloved “Coolio”) hasn’t been shut off in days.
My wife volunteered at a local outfit called Dogs Deserve Better which was all about getting dogs off of chains. Our current dog was one that had been tied up for a year in someone’s back yard. My wife knocked on their door and asked if she could have him. Turned out they didn’t really want the dog and gladly gave him up.
All that to say you might ask at local shelters if anyone does that kind of work.
Anyone want to guess whose window air conditioner gave up the ghost today?
My kids laughed. Sorry for the pain, though.
Our town has a new feature: on weekends we can hear the sounds of pounding club music drifting over the air coming from … somewhere.
It’s the kind of “boom boom boom” thing that you can’t ignore while trying to sleep, but we have no clue where it originates. We had been assuming it was our neighbors until we actually went outside and realized we couldn’t locate it–on several occasions we drove throughout the neighborhood but the sound just drifted in and out with the wind.
On Saturday night this started at 2am and went to 3am. I don’t know how they can get away with that since surely the folks who live right next door to it must be complaining vigorously to the police. Like most towns, we have noise ordinances prohibiting this kind of stuff.
I just love starting a day off with an animal emergency.
Went out to feed critters this morning and found my horse colicky. He was fine last night at about 8 pm, but this morning it was evident that he was Not Happy.
When horses have a bellyache, they often roll on the ground. He’d done a lot of rolling - not only was he a sweaty, filthy mess, he managed to drive dirt into his eyes and slightly scratch both corneas … Sigh.
The bellyache has been resolved with drugs and an oil/Epsom salt/water dose via nasogastric tube. The eyes are going to require days of medicating and another vet visit.
And of course I just paid off my ~last~ large vet bill.
Hrmpf.
Man do I hate dealing with colic in horses. My sympathies. Are you treating the eyes directly, or with a flanged catheter?