It hurts when you lose them too. Like, when they die.
I’m an idiot.
Awww, you’re not an idiot! I don’t think you’re an idiot, and we all know what a great judge of character I am! 
I know what you mean about not getting another dog - when ours goes to her doggy reward, that’ll be it for us. They’re just to durn easy to get attached to…
FairyChatMom is still a sweetheart, I’m still an idiot, and I still haven’t got the hang of these Rue threads.
The board doesn’t seem to want to cooperate with me either. I’ll try again tomorrow.
Note to Self: Never try to help out Ellen again. She just gets That Way.
Really, do you have to go on about that sort of thing here Germain? I mean, yeah you’re a grown-up and all, but what about the children? Are you thinking about the children? You could give them Ideas. Pervy ideas. If you need a helmet, mabe you should slow down… oh! For a *horse!*You got all that stuff for a horse!
I knew that.
Sure thing Lissla, a Bernese Mountain Dog would fit right under the bed. No problem. (As long as you have bunk beds and you sleep up top.) But have you thought about the Greater Swiss Mountain Dogs? They taste like chocolate. Yum! And they yodel! (No, that’s the Basenji. Silly me.)
I think you mean the Borzoi (Russian Wolfhound) Ex. The Basenji looks a little different. Littler, short hair, curly tail.
And what Snickers said. You’re not an idiot. (I knew what you meant the first time.) Idiots go “Doi, doi, duh-doi, doi duh!” That’s how you tell they’re idiots. That and the hat. Idiots always wear a distinctive hat. At least in the classy villages.
Maybe this will help you. Acceptable topics for posts so far include:
[ul]
[li]Ides of March[/li][li]Middle days in any month[/li][li]Louisville[/li][li]Dogs[/li][li]Dog shows[/li][li]Hot dogs[/li][li]Teeter-totters[/li][li]Leprosy[/li][li]Pizza[/li][li]Birthdays[/li][li]Nazi Dogs[/li][li]Dyslexia[/li][li]Romans[/li][li]Bratty sisters[/li][li]Anniversaries (because I mis-read lieu’s post)[/li][li]Wiener Dog racing[/li][li]Tractors[/li][li]Timmy[/li][li]Bicycles[/li][li]Snapping[/li][li]Sesame seeds (toasted or not)[/li][li]Horse tack[/li][li]Kittens[/li][li]Beds[/li][li]Idiots[/li][li]Co-operation[/li][/ul]
It’s all here for your convenience.
-Rue.
Nope. I definitely don’t want a Nazi dog. That would be bad.
I didn’t even know it was a breed.
I would, however, like pizza, and a Bernese mountain puppy. Oh, and for my husband to get back from work so I can tell him we’re getting a dog because you, Rue said I could. He’ll be so happy! Nothing completes a bachelor aparment like a really big dog, that’s what I say.
We had two weenie dogs while I was growing up. One of them lived for 18 years before she finally decided it was time to go. She was a devilish little booger.
I don’t know what kind of dog it is, but I like the one that looks like a big mop. They’re cool looking. I wouldn’t want to have to groom it, though, so I’ll just stick to kitties for right now. No grooming required.
[sub]I knew something was wrong when I realized I had spent my whole Monday without reading a Rue thread. Darn work … :p[/sub]
Border Collies are not Nazi dogs! Yes, they are terribly efficient, focused doggies, but they’re only that way for the good of the Father-- I mean, family… ummm okay. I see your point, the teeny little jack boots should have been my first clue.
That said, our Lady was a wunnerful doggy, so smart she accquired and trained her own pet chicken.
Checking Rue’s list, I see that I am also allowed to mention my bratty sister who does not like sesame seeds, toasted or not. As further evidence of her brattiness, she owns a seven pound ball of orange fluff she insists is a Pomeranian named Roxie. I think it’s just lint from the dryer and Sis is being a stubborn brat.
My bratty dogs owned two black and tan flavored wiener dogs, Sissy and Sassy. She even had them when she lived in Alaska. What is more cruel than taking a wiener dog out for a “walk” in several feet of snow?
And shouldn’t colds be one of the topics? I’m done with my Dayquil, so now it’s time for the NyTime formulae.
Guess what…
(notice how I politely left space so you can guess)
I live just a few minutes from Wesminster. Yep me. But I seem to not know when they have the dog show there. They never advertise, the city never gets busy, there are not a noticable increase in doggie activity at any time during the year. California’s biggest event and I live near it.
I used to own an Australian Shepherd (prior to his death–from old age he was 17 yrs old) and he would herd the cat. His name was Bennu but I called him Peter. Fortuitously the cat was white, so it was like he was herding real sheep. Bennu was definitely smart, and definitely smarter than me. How do I know this, well who worked for the food, shopped for said food, and opened the food? And who just ate the food?
Erm…I hate to point this out, but the problem might be that the Westminster Dog Show, to the best of my recollection, is held in New York…
Now that’s just silly Cerri. Why would they go all the way from Westminster California to New York just to have a dog show? That makes no sense at all!
New York can have their own dog shows without horning in o Westminster’s action.
(And if I feel like it, I’ll look for links to the pictures of the mop dogs -either the Komondor or the Puli depending on if you want a big white mop or a smaller black mop. There are also corded Poodles which are Poodle mops. No grooming required! They’re just dreadlocks.)
I’m just getting used to the fact that Rue does a post every Monday. I love ruetine - it’s so deliciously predictable. And the list of acceptable topics is a stroke of genius. You should do that every week, Rue.
Let’s see, (looking over the list), Louisville. That’s my hometown. I still have family there. I am related to the Hatfields of the Hatfields and McCoys fame. I can’t prove it yet but I’m sure my MIL is from McCoy stock. Ya know what they say about Kentucky? It’s the state of fast horse and beautiful women or beautiful horses and . . . ahem.
I have a dog but he’s a mutt. Kind of a lovable, slobbery german shepherd mix. Not too smart but not too dumb. I’ve had both and I prefer middle of the road on doggie intelligence. Now in my daydreams, the G rated kind, I have a Great Pyranees named Seamus and an Austrailian Shepherd named Maggy. They’re really smart but live to serve my every whim.
I also had a bratty little sister that I used to fight with constantly. (She’s a mut too.) But she grew up to have three little girls the same ages as my three boys. We’re best friends now. That’s what having a common enemy (our little hoodlums) will do to you.
Okay, I’ve eaten sesame seeds and love em. But where, pray tell, do they come from? The sesame tree? The sesame shrub? Or as Rue suggested, do they just come off of buns and bagels? I’d Google it but I’m just a little too lazy and was hoping some of you would impart the knowledge.
Oh and dreadlocks! What are those? Yeah, yeah, I know what they look like - I’ve seen em. I love the look on black people but every white person I saw with em looked like they were homeless and need a shower and a shave. My question is how are they achieved? Do you use a crochet hook or something to matt the hair together? I just can’t figure it out by looking.
Hope ya’ll don’t mind my mundane and pointless questions but this board is for stomping out ignorance isn’t it? Mundane and pointless ignorance is my specialty.
BTW, I just have to point out that I can’t stand weinie dogs. I HATE em. There I sad it. I feel better now.
Sorry.
You wanna talk bratty sisters?? I have three. All younger. And a younger brother. He was a brat too. Now he’s a CPA. For years, I had to endure “You’re the oldest, you should set an example!” So I left home at 19 and joined the Navy. Guess how many of the brats followed my example! Really, go ahead and guess! Or guess how many have left the city of their birth… buncha slugs…
Copper_moon - I love your use of ruetine!! Stroke of genius! You get a gold star for that! *
Woo hoo. Thanks, Rue. It’s the Puli that I’m thinking of. They are such cool looking dogs. (The komondor just looks like a sheep dog to me. But then again, I really don’t know anything about dogs.) It’s like a dog with dreadlocks.
I’m also partial to really big, mamm-jamma sized dogs. My ex’s grandmother has a dog that’s part wolf, and it was the biggest dog I’ve ever seen. (He got up in my lap while I was sitting in a futon, and from the tip of his nose to the start of his tail stretched the entire width of the futon.) Big dogs are cool.
See FCM - more things we have in common. I left home at 18 and almost joined the army. We were on the verge of Desert Storm then and my mother flew into absolute hissy fit hysterics about me even taking the ASFAB test so I ended up not joining after all. Kinda regretted it as I would have a college education by now. But the reason I left was bratty parents, not sis. BTW, I am impressed with the gold star. I didn’t know you could do colors!! And the star is all mine!!! Yeeha!
I love the Puli dogs. Didn’t know the name of the breed but whenever I see them on TV I can’t stop looking at them. It says their coat automatically cords itself. Pretty darn cool if you ask me. Wish my hair did that.
Talking about hair - since I live with all guys (even the mutt is male) I’m going to have a girl day today. I’m getting my hair and nails done. I haven’t had my nails done in forever. Actually only had them done twice in my life and the fact that I ripped my real nail from the bed both times I’ve had the fake ones on is something I’m not going to think about. I just want to feel more girlie for awhile. I even have hussy red painted toenails and bald legs for a change.
On no, that wasn’t on the list of acceptable topics. I hope I don’t get my gold star taken away or anything.
Copper_mooon, I’m sorry to destroy your daydream, but I’m pretty sure you can’t train Great Pyrenees (how the heck do you spell it?) dogs. A fried of mine had one on his parents farm to guard their sheep, and that was about all it ever did.
He demonstrated Mollie’s not-paying-attention-to-humans several times. He couldn’t even get her to sit on command.
Granted, she was a working dog, and maybe if you keep them inside long enough and work really, really hard you can get them to do something like sit. Or come when called. Or something.
I wouldn’t worry about it. Think of it as helping Rue get in touch with his feminine side! He’s a sensitive guy and all them sensitive guys like to get in touch with their feminine sides. Or is it that they like to touch feminine sides? 
Guess we’ll hafta wait and see what he has to say about it.
Now, while the Great Pyrenees (spelled just how it sounds!) isn’t a member of the Doggie Brain Trust, you can teach it a thing or two. Maybe even three things if you works at it. But they really like to hang out and guard things. That’s what they do, hang out and guard. Not that they’re super bitey dogs, but then they don’t have to be. They bite you once and you stay bit for a while.
While I was in Grooming School, I had to groom a Pyr. I wound up picking up half a ton of dog that day. Oof!
Did you know the Pyrs are supposed to have double dewclaws on the back feet? Bonus bonus toes! Like the Briard, a French shepherd. Even if they won’t wear a beret.
See Copper? That’s how it works. You say something about something that was already brought up and then you’re free to add anything you want. The list of “acceptable topics” was just up to that point, it’s bigger now.
But don’t try to do this in other threads. That’s a “hijack” and it can be considered rude. But my threads are kinda un-hijackable, so knock yourself out.
-Rue.
“Get in touch with my feminine side”, “touch a feminine side”, “feel more girlies”… whatever I can get usually. As long as I don’t have to get anything waxed. That’s where I draw the line, getting things waxed.
Oh, and how can you hate Wiener Dogs Copper? They’re great! You look at them and just have to laugh. Not the short hair ones though. Especially the all brown ones. They look like tu… like something unpleasant with George Jetson legs. The longhair and wirehair ones are pretty nice though.
-Rue.