Discussion in 'Los Angeles DODGERS' started by irish, Apr 2, 2017.
Stronger than me, brother. I kicked all my SocMed but this two years ago.
Good to see you again.
My dog died.
His blood is on my shorts.
Same shorts I was wearing last year when he tore a nerve out of my left hand and left them bloody.
I remember saying i was never going to wear those shorts after he bit me the last time because of how bloody they were.
I remember saying I was gonna put the dog down finally.
I was the worst dog father to this dog I have ever been to a dog.
He had zero direction and I allowed others to ruin him while I was at work.
Just to avoid fighting with people I let them 'educate' my dog.
I didnt let them, they did it while I was gone but It was too late for the dog by the time I got angry.
Working must suck for people with children. I hated leaving my dog with strangers.
And a new wife is basically a stranger in your house if you dont know that she kicks and yells at animals when you arent looking.
It basically ended the marriage for me.
I could never see her the same again and she could not understand how I could care more about the dog than her.
The dog was not hurting anyone. He just wanted to play and his puppy playfulness bothered her and she would hit him.
I love the victim and hate the victimizer.
It really was that easy.
It is not easy to kill off a part of you, your wife because you realized she is a black widow that kills everything she touches.
Maybe thats why the cancer I got during the marriage hasnt killed me yet.
Maybe I got out in time.
But not Dickies.
He probably had a bad liver or something from the kicks he was given as a puppy.
I had a bad liver and fucked up ribs on that side from getting kicked a lot when I was small too.
So maybe im just projecting.
My dogs name was Dickies and he was a tough son of a bitch.
Never cried or whelped or made a whimper while he was sick.
Not howl not a yell not a nothing. He died like he lived.
He was the toughest dog I have eve had and I have had a lot of tough dogs.
He could never do any of the feats my other dogs could.
He only had a few little pet tricks that he would do.
He mostly like to hunt and kill shit.
I just thought I saw him coming in through the side door when I heard a noise.
It was dejavu.
I hadnt felt anything physically till that moment right now.
Now im fighting back strong emotion.
He lied down in my bed for a few hours before he died.
We played on the bed and i sang to him like when he was a puppy.
But I knew he was about to die.
His breath and farts smelled like my grandpas did the days leading up to his death.
So I let him stink up the place.
Its gonna be a bleach and vinegar day.
But at least I have a maimed hand to remember him by.
And the birds.
There is a certain bird that mimics the little squeal/yelp thing dickies would do at them.
It was just outside the window making the little sounds.
A dog alone learns to talk to the birds passing by.
And dickies spend a lot of alone time when he was a pup.
And he wasnt allowed in the house when I was home.
I was trying to learn how to be a good husband and keep wife happy.
So if i wanted to be with my dog I had to be outside.
I wasnt married long but I spent most evenings outside listening to the dodgers game and reading your guys posts on my phone so I could be with Dickies.
I neglected my wife for my dog after neglecting my dog for my wife.
My priorities are warped.
But thats because people are too.
And im a dog.
And dogs dont cry.
They play the next card.
so sorry rube
the unconditional love dogs give is greater than most humans are capable of providing
i finally got married a couple years ago
but i’ve had dozens of dogs
great post bro
i’d be lying if i said it didn’t make me tear up thinking about all my pups
he was a wild dog like his owner
at least you can bury him on the mountain
i have six buried outside my window
miss every one of them and it never gets easy
Man oh man, Rube. That's shitty and my heart goes out to you.
I haven't really had a dog since my boy Kilroy died in 89. He was a white wolf and I loved that dog.
I hope Dickies gets another chance to chase birds. And maim someone. He deserves it. So do you.
Peace, my friend. I'm gonna go cry now. Shit.
i been remembering all of my old dogs today.
my first dog died the same way
he was a whippet i found crawling around in the yard crying one day in the 90's
the little thing was like the size of an overgrown rat, it was pink and hairless and barely opening its eyes
i think part of me wanting to come live in the mountains was initially so my dog could run free without me worrying a car was gonna hit him
i wasnt worried about coyotes or wildcats out here because he could outrun everything even the hawks
he lived a long ass time probably from all the running and hiking and good bbq that was part of my daily life before 2012
but one day he got all wimpy and didnt want to eat and i took him to the doc and they said his liver was fucked
just like mine
he got better but got sick again and died similarly to how dickies died
except muneco never bit anyone and never even fought with the coyotes because he would run circles around them making them bark and yap at him, it was funny to watch from the roof.
dickies was like dino from the flintstones for the first 3 or so years of his life
but he changed dramatically within the first few months of whats her face moving in
also we went on a long honeymoon for a few months in the desert relaxing buried in mud and swimming in sulfur hanging out in nearly deserted indian communities with great art and food and freedom because im weird and you know...
plus the koreans keep buying all the available land and they seem to keep the area free of meth and the liquor stores safe
desert is not so bad if you a roman with certain types of arthritis
the heat might make your skin sticky but it keeps your bones lubricated
Sorry to hear that rube. I've always been more of a dog person than cat - got a sweet border collie right now. That dog is so fast. But we had a cool Burmese once that thought it was a dog. Would fetch toys and bring them back to me to throw. Anyhow, he died in my arms. Hard thing to watch - seeing a pet take its last breath. I hope you find some kind of peace in the experience, as sad as it must've been for you.
he bit people
he probably deserved to die before becoming an old dog that bit people
the older anything is the less grace people afford its bad traits
it was a huge issue for me as i would only him interact with 1 person outside of the family
and he would bring his dog to see if they would get a long but dickies would do the same to her as he did to everyone and every dog
growl at it as soon as it got in his way and they persisted trying to play with him or smell him or whatever he would flash his teeth and take a lunging snap flash bite as a warning that usually leaves anything bleeding and if they dont flee he would goes on the blitz with multiple quick attack bites and pulls.
dickies was a dirty fighter too
like my rooster
btw my rooster died this week too
weather changes bring new predators
i saw the tiger one night too
and forgot that my chickens didnt know that there used to be tigers up here
i heard a big commotion down by the creek and these fucking chickens had gone all the way down the side of the cliff and ran up making more noise than i dont know what.
who knows what was chasing them or what got the my little black cock but he never made it back home
and he was a fighter
we trained everyday
you spar with chickens you end up moving like bruce lee or muhammad ali in terms of it improving your dexterity
speaking of bees
what if one of these wasps stung my dog
are dogs allergic to bees?
it was sad but perspective came quick
that dog was a beast
my logic was clouded by his charms
and he was a jealous dog
now i can have other dogs
and they can get along with my chickens
i had to keep them away from dickies becuase he would kill them if they got near his yard
i used to have all my animals running together without fear that they would kill each other
they would even respect whatever plants i had growing
i never had so few animals and so few plants and all of them sequestered in their own little area
the entire ecosystem was destroyed
that is why i been tearing out the old carpets and the ceiling panels and the hollow walls and the furniture and everything else until the ecosystem is back to its balanced force
all my animals will be running together from now on
they dont have to sleep together
but they gonna eat together
and hang out together
like back in the old days
where it was all love
and if any animal wanted to bully other animals i would roast it
that way all my animals live in peace
Sorry for your troubles ,Rube.
Dogs are a gift that most of us don't deserve.
i've been so fortunate not to have had to bury family save for my father and that was 30+ years ago
mom's 99 and my sister in law has stage 4 lymphoma so here we go
but for real i have never wept like i have for my pups
they're here for such a short time and its just the sweetest relationship no matter the breed
i've had mix everything, rotts, chows, dobies and akitas which have stolen my heart
just can't imagine a world without them and will always endure the pain of loss for the celebration of life
life is a dog
Replacement dog incoming.
Her name is Freya.
Known her since she was a pup.
Just not getting what she needs at home.
I dont even have to give her a name.
Her name is already perfect.
I know my dog just died.
It seems kinda fast for me to move on.
But we have tigers and bears and snakes and griffins up here.
Dogs are not always just pets.
First and foremost they are your personal guards.
almost 4 am amigo mio wtf
i'm up cause my girl just wandered back in my room from outside
she was preceded by the unmistakable smell of skunk ugh
very smart animal except when it comes to getting sprayed lol
she's 7 and this is probably the tenth time
came straight in and went to her pillow and is avoiding eye contact
I'm pretty sure it was you who wrote once that dogs will give you one of the worst days of your life...
But how can we live without them ?
I tried it for a few years because of the pain involved with multple euthanasias, but it became unbearable, especially when my wife became sick.
The dog that came into our life then was a wonderful and amazing experience, and continued for over 15 years.
I think of him every day of my life, and although no longer at my side, he is forever in my heart.
Absolutely beyond measure.
Freya, eh? Good name....
But teach her not to fight the Skraelings...
nephew showed up out of the blue
but it wasnt out of the blue
he heard from another nephew that my dog died
so he wanted to come over and hang out
btw i used the gift you gave me to rope my nephews into hanging out together
so now the nephews who didnt grow up together much or werent super close are closer to each other and to me through the gift of sharing
we all share the gift and so we are also more often a constant in each others minds
when we getting together again to play cards and give each other token gifts of appreciation
its a weird little thing we have developed and its great
it feels like family
probably because we are related
but now we actually act like if we were brothers
it seems to be working out
i made a deal with the one that came to visit last night
thats why i posted that late
we finished making the deal and he crashed on the couch and i was still wired because i had coffee
i proposed to take his prized dog of his hands since he has been too busy lately to take her out for her required walks
i got all the real estate the girl needs to run around chasing rabbits and he been busy with all the stuff coming his way
i laid it on pretty thick
it was an offer he couldnt refuse
and now we are partners in coffee imported from the vesuvian volcanos of el salvador
i didnt even have to shake him down or nothing
he boogied on his own and offered to slice me up a third of the pie
the only thing that can unite a family is to reignite the all-spark together
bada bing bada boom!
I may need to get a dog
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