While you're all here having fun I had to make an emergency dash to the vets as Biscuit hurt her paw.
I HOPE YOU ARE ALL ASHAMED OF YOURSELVES.

It's ok she's doing fine. It was just a bruised paw.
( girlinthehole, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:03, 19 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Biscuit!
What did you do to her, you witch?
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:05, Reply)

I'm flabbergasted at that remark.
She's mental. She probably did it throwing herself off the highest point of the lounge.
( girlinthehole, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:28, Reply)

Oh yeah
Like cats that throw themselves at windows.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:30, Reply)

Haha!
Point taken.

She fell down the stairs the other day. Rolled down head first all the way. It's a good job my mum has shag pile carpet in the hall.
( girlinthehole, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:32, Reply)

Aw man I love Jacks
I remember our Buck RIP when he still had floppy ears. Then they went MASSIVE and were constantly up like those foxes with big ears.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:35, Reply)

We thought Benji was a bit mental but compared to her, he's positively sedate.

( girlinthehole, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:47, Reply)

Oh wait, I thought she was talking about a cat, I wouldn't say bad things about a dog.

( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:58, Reply)

have you edited some badness??

( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 18:02, Reply)

Look down a couple of threads, the long one by me =)

( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 18:05, Reply)

Did you stamp on it
in an attempt at bestial 'Munchausen by proxy'
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:05, Reply)

I do hope you're not actually suggesting what I think you're saying.
That BGB is the kind of monster that would put on her Size 10 Doctor Martins, and find her cat, lour it in with something she believes the cat wants (but something she's prepaired to give, unlike 'love' and 'affection'), and then when she's got hold of the cat, reveals the shiney silver duct tape. Then use this tape to tape the cat to the floor, as the cat resides itself to another night of torture (the cat is thinking at this point "What did I do wrong?" and the awnser is "be a cat"). Then BGB lifts her legs up high, her knee is almost touching her stomach with the height of her limited edition size 10 doctor martins, and she brings it down with furry, shouting at the poor innocent kitty at the top of her voice, not with any words, but a mash of swares that only she can understand. She brings her size 10 doctor martins down on the kitty's paw again and again, until eventually she is exorsted, and the cat's paws are broken. She the whipes off the blood on the fir of the obliterated cat, satisfied that the lesson is taught, the lesson of "Don't be a cat" to the cat, alas, one it'll never learn.

I do hope you're not suggesting that.
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:48, Reply)

Me?
*looks round*

I never said nuffink, I mean, i mean, i never meant anything by it..






Don't stomp me
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 21:20, Reply)

dog paws
Hey BGB - check the pads for grit too.....warm water will shift it, and tape up any dew claws to prevent tearing - could save you a fortune! hope Biscuit soon recovers.......
(Purpledoris I've got afeckin' job, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:06, Reply)

I had to carry my lazy arse dog
For the last half mile home on Monday morning. Running through five miles of fields and woods took its toll as there was literally three or four inch layers of snow wrapped round all her legs. And I couldn't pull it out, had to wait for it to just melt. And it would've taken hours outside. She couldn't physically walk, they were like casts made out of snow.

So muggins here carried her through a field full of dozens of other dogs running about with what from a distance must have looked like four broken legs in plaster. And then later that morning she slept on my clothes that I'd ironed. I haven't acknowledged her since.
(Barry from Eastenders is, despite the words written above, not a woman, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:18, Reply)

far be it from me to say Barry but
If you had ironed your clothes then why leave them where your dog could sleep on them...............first tip in puppy class was never to leave clothes, shoes, socks etc where the dog can get them.

Which reminds me I had better go and buy the BF some new socks......
poor old girl probably wonders what she has done wrong.
Tip for next time tho - bowl of warm water helps - I have a curly haired breed who had snow pyramids to walk on after our latest outing!
(Purpledoris I've got afeckin' job, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:24, Reply)

I'm a student
It's a bloody miracle I actually did some ironing, let alone put away said clothes properly. She's not young either, it's the first time she's ever done it.

Deep down I think she knew they were my clothes to be honest, she likes me the least out of the family as until I left for uni it was my job to bath her and she's shit scared of water. I think I'm seen as some sort of demon because of that, as my room's the only one in the house she won't sleep in. She'd do my head in if I didn't love the scruffy bugger.
(Barry from Eastenders is, despite the words written above, not a woman, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:59, Reply)

Hahahah oh my god
You lovingly lugging your borked dog through a park.
And the other dogs going "What the fuck's up with you?" and her going
"Softlad here, dragging me out on a walk, and freezin me legs up. Well e can fuckin carry me! And I'm gonna ruin his garments later as well."
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:24, Reply)

How did you spot he was injured?
Did he have a limp, Biscuit?
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:44, Reply)

Good one Monty.
Your prize is in the post.
( girlinthehole, Wed 13 Jan 2010, 17:46, Reply)