Well sort of 'different' in the sense that if we called our cat, to get it to come indoors for example, we'd call its name? I'm English btw.
My dog's name is Natasha... she's a Malshi today's her birthday btw (she's 8 )... got her a beautiful new collar, cuddly toy dog and took her to the beach, she loves the beach
That reminds me of when, in passing them, I heard one doggy person ask another doggy person how old her dog is: The reply was (and I remember it distinctly because it made such an impression, in other words I couldn't believe what I was hearing!) 'Oh she'll be three and a half next week.' I was tempted to stop and ask, 'Which day next week and I'll buy her a prezzie?' Doggy people eh? Whaddya do??
I love dogs, and have two. If I was fortunate to have several acres, I would have 5 or 6 dogs, but only rescues. We have named one dog 'Jack Sock' after the American tennis player-we call him 'Jack'
I like dogs (it's their owners I have a problem with, but don't tell scarlet witch! ) it's just that I don't obsess over them.
Wait...what! How can you not obsess over something that fluffy! I dare you to look at that adorable face and not love her immediately...impossible
Dogs love us unconditionally, no strings attached. They only want our attention, and that is easy to give. Kids, although we love them, always want something, and eat and eat and eat, and cost a fortune to raise. Grand kids, on the other hand, just want to be with us, and love us unconditionally. They also don't cost us much, since they have Mommy and Daddy for the heavy expense. Love dogs.
At one time the wife and I had 8 Chihuachuas, I named them Alpha, Bravo, Charlie, Delta and on down the line. Down to four now.
Our two rescues came with the names June and Scout. June already answered to her name so that wasn't a problem but the other one we renamed Ixi because dogs are supposed to respond to names with that sound in them. She doesn't so we must be doing something wrong! Trying to see if a dog whistle will work instead.
Alright I won't argue with you, Witchypoo. (and from the tone of that post it'd be a brave man who did!)
What, all at the same time? Now that's what I mean by 'obsessed'? Love the phonetic alphabet-derived names though.
I was mostly kidding Cerb, I love my dog but since you dislike dog owners so much, was just too tempting not to torture you
Is Cerby a masochist who enjoys being tortured by women? Or is he just a wuss who lets women push him around? Inquiring minds want to know!
lol I thought if I played the stereotype he'd at least point and yell .."that... yes that's what I hate about dog owners!" ...but nothing but a white flag... he's lucky he's not married to me
I've never said I dislike dog owners, Witchy, only that I invariably find them odd in some way or other. Oh, and you can torture me any ol' time you like. I'm all yours!
Why do men always get the wrong idea when you say you like torturing them... Example of what it's not; sex or nakedness is not involved lol Example what it is to be tortured My husband tried the "string with weight tied from the ceiling in the garage" trick... you know... so when it touches the windscreen, I park in exactly the spot he wants me to (he's a control freak like that). So I would then deliberately park so it lies on the roof of the car just to annoy him... this is what I mean by torture Cerb... it's annoying s hell for you... heaps of fun for me
Two can play games like that. My wife just dumped things on my workbench in the garage instead of putting them away. I am not a control freak but it does annoy me when it is cluttered and I can't just go in there and find what I need. So I started just leaving my tools all over her kitchen counters. When she complained I pointed out I get just as annoyed when she clutters up my work surface. Now we respect each other's space and my tools are only in her kitchen when she needs me to fix something. When it comes to "torture" I just tickle her. Drives her crazy because I am not ticklish.
Oh! Well I can dream, can't I? You must have a long garage Witchypoo, if the string is measured to touch the windscreen but you can carry on driving until it's on the roof; it makes me wonder why the string is there at all (unless he really is a control freak - in which case I'm available, and bear more than a passing resemblance to a youthful Gregory Peck? lol) My own method is that I've tied the foam 'mattress' of a sun-bed from the rafters at the rear of my garage so that when the front bumper (fender? lol) touches it, and I see the string start to move, I know not to go any further. God, I'm nothing if not a genius to think of that one?
a mattress! It's not overly long... he wants to walk past the front of my car to get to the other side where his work bench is....he is a bit of a control freak Cerb... do you think you could put up with me?
