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:D [quote name='CoalSky'][quote name='eric']To quote Stewie: "Well, whatever helps you sleep at night, bitch". :D [quote name='CoalSky'] LMAO :lol: :lol: I wasn't POKING FUN! Just being a giant Family Guy fan... Be like, if someone said Canadians are known for saying "bey" I'd be like "no dude, it's Eh" :lol: :wink: :oops:[/quote][/quote] Yeah well... using another Stewie quote... "I don't have to F****ing impress you people" :lol: 8)[/quote]

To quote Stewie: "Well, whatever helps you sleep at night, bitch". :D [quote name='CoalSky'] LMAO :lol: :lol: I wasn't POKING FUN! Just being a giant Family Guy fan... Be like, if someone said Canadians are known for saying "bey" I'd be like "no dude, it's Eh" :lol: :wink: :oops:[/quote]

Do you want to be the kettle or the pot? :) [quote name='CoalSky'] Isn't it Giggidy? [/quote] [quote name='CoalSky'] By the way... I thought it was against the rules to poke fun at someone's grammer/spelling? :-? I thought that rule applied to everyone... even those that we don't seem to get along with... [/quote]

Neat. That almost looks like a photoshop job. The head just doesn't match the body.

Diggedy diggedy diggedy [quote name='Jessashelony'][quote name='Ravyn']I am suitably ashamed, and my only defense is that I was going on about two hours sleep. I hang my head now. *hang*[/quote] me thinks you need a spanking... :evilbat: *spank*[/quote][img]http://media.urbandictionary.com/image/large/quagmire-3865.jpg[/img]

That's funny. According to Star Trek, the entire universe speaks english. [quote name='K'][quote name='magus'][size=2] Not everyone on this planet was born and raised in an English speaking country you know. Shame on you. :nono: [/size][/quote] Jij meen dat niet toch? :o ...Ik heb gedacht dat iedereen op deze site was een zuiver Amerikaan of Engelse ...gotverdomme!...ik moet zeker deze buitenlanders wie spreekt geen goede engelse weg doen van af mijn site of niet?....Hey Irena...WEG NU! :wink:[/quote]

Do you have some sort of written agreement, or it just a verbal thing?

If you have a clicker, you get sometimes catch them doing a random behaviour, click it (i.e.: reinforce it). Keep doing it, introduce a verbal command, and voila! I taught Sam to bow on command (basically looks like a play bow) by catching him doing a real play-bow, reinforcing it, and adding the command "bow". I know somebody who taught their dog to sneeze on command using this technique.

To be fair, I never thought you guys were bitches. I always thought you were a bunch of crazy bitches. :D

On a side note, my sister went and stirred things up the other night because she feels pretty much the same about Dana and likes to rile her up. So Dana calls my cell phone at 10:30 pm the other night and leaves a tearful message about how she's so sorry and that would I please come because the Father's family was SOOOOO excited they were going to meet me and Girl was SOOOO excited that I was going to come. Yes, I have somehow become some sort of demi-god and everyone is anxious to bask in my radiant glow. Skeet skeet skeet. To boot, now Dana is going to cancel the reservation at the hotel so we can all go back to the house and spend some quality “family time” together. Why don’t we just cancel the wedding and make the whole thing about me? Cripes, this is the last thing I want. If I go, I just want them to carry on with their little plans. I’m going to talk to my dad today and tell him he needs to tell Dana to take it down several notches and to back off.

Got a little altar with candles and everything. :modla: :kociak:

To quote Mr. Garrison: "I don't trust anything that bleeds for a week and lives".

Suddenly, "Eric the Red" means something totally different. [quote name='rotten_two']that's only cause you showed up :grab: i think it is time to give you your viking name . . . henceforth you shall be known as [color=red][size=6]Eric the Snatchy[/size][/color][/quote]

"Mushy"? No, but maybe a bit "snatchy".

Thanks guys. Love the poem. That's pretty much how I feel about the whole situation. I have no issue with the way my life is. I can always lean on my dogo family for support.

I didn't get back to him yet, because he left a message on my cell. I'm thinking I might suddenly land a new client and have to work that weekend. [quote name='scotty_lvr'] What was your reply to your dad......did it sound like..."Um Well, uhh...I DON'T THINK SO? " Good luck trying to find a peaceful resolution. Hey doesn't your wife have to go back to school near the wedding date? couldn't there be some sort of staff clean-up, appreciation, mandatory meeting or some something that she is obligated to do??[/quote]

I almost put this in NDR, put it really is dog related. Anyhow, I'm pissed. A little background… When I was 22, my parents got divorced. Not a big shock, it was no surprise that they weren’t happy. I had been out of the house since I was 19, living on my own and going to University so it didn’t really affect me too much. Anyhow, my dad dated a few women and finally met his current wife about 5 years ago, Dana. They got married a few years ago. That’s all fine. My dad is happy which is what counts. Me, I can take Dana in small doses, but beyond that she gets on my nerves – and no, this is not a “You’re not my real mother” thing. I’m 32. I haven’t spoken to my mother in 4 years anyways, but that’s another story. Its just that Dana has some personality traits that I find a bit irritating. She’s way too emotional; cries at the drop of a hat. I’ve spent probably a total of 4 or 5 hours in her presence, and I’ve seen her cry 4 times. She also tries to be close by forcing intimacy, acting like there is some deep relationship between us that as far as I’m concerned doesn’t exist; telling me she loves me, telling me she misses me, etc. I just haven’t spent that much time with her and really don’t know her that well. She’s basically an acquaintance from my point of view. It just makes me really uncomfortable. Its like going up to a stranger and trying to get them to like you by telling them you miss them. Plus, she seems to be missing the part of her brain that would tell her that “this isn’t appropriate to be discussing with people I just met”. The second my dad steps out of the room she starts talking about stuff that has me going “AAAAHH LA LA LA LA LA” inside my head. To boot, she’s a real Prima Donna. There’s always something wrong with her, and it just so happens that these things maladies strike when the limelight is shifting off her. I noticed it a little bit, but my brother an sister that still live at home have emailed me complaining about how she pulls these “stunts” to get attention. Anyhow, Dana has a boy and a girl from a previous marriage. I’ve never met the boy. I met the girl once. Girl has a problem. She keeps getting pregnant by accident. First time, when she was 16, Girl had an abortion. This time, at 20 years of age, she decided to drop out of her first year of college and keep the kid. Father is same age, has high school degree and works at Rent-a-Car. So, she has the kid several months back and Girl and Father decide that what would make the fairytale complete is a quicky wedding at some all-in- one-wedding center. Ok, so here’s the part where I get pissed. My father mentions about a month back that Girl is getting married. Fine, good for them. Doesn’t mention anything about my wife and I being invited. I take no offense in the least to this. I met Girl once, they don’t have a lot (any) money, and so I am perfectly fine with the fact that we’re not going to be invited to what is most likely going to be a 25 to 40 person wedding. No problem. Besides, it’s a 4 hour drive to get there, I have 4 dogs, and I could be at the cottage. Then, just last week we get the invitation to the wedding, which is on August 27th. Less than 3 weeks notice. Then the calls start from Dana about how it so important for us to be there, she misses us, Girl absolutely wants us to be there (again, met her once). Ok, fine. I still have the problem of my 4 large dogs. So we call my in-laws, but they had already made plans to be out of town. Call a few kennels, but frankly my wife is dead set against putting the boys in a kennel and by the time we factor in the shots they’d need to keep them from catching anything, we’re looking at $200 - $300. My wife and I discuss things and decide that what we can do is bring the dogs with us, bring the crates, and we’d just keep them down in my dad’s basement and lock them up while we were away. Meanwhile, Dana is calling and calling to see if we’re coming so I lay the plan out for her. All of a sudden it’s a whole story about how the basement (30 feet by 80 feet) is completely full and there’s no room for the dogs, and the house is going to be busy with all the people. I explain our problem that with the short notice we couldn’t find somebody to babysit the dogs, and the kennel option is a no-go. “Well, talk to your dad and see” she says. So, I re-explain to my dad, he starts singing the same song, going on about how 4 (keep in mind, crated) dogs is going to be too much for Jack, their Pomeranian. Never mind they bring Jack into my house and he craps and pisses on my marble floor and its not problem. We end the conversation with “Well, we’ll see”. Meanwhile, I email my sister and she tells me this is all pretty much B.S., that there’s plenty of room in the basement for the dogs. Then my Dad calls me on my cell yesterday and leaves a message saying that “Its not going to work out with the dogs, its too much”. At this point I’m starting to get annoyed with all this. I for one would never impose my dogs on anybody. I know not everybody likes big dogs. I would never invite myself over to someplace and bring my dogs. But if *YOU* want me to drive to another city and spend a few nights, well the deal is the dogs have to come. If you don’t my dogs in your house than it is completely 100% fine. I will simply go my very nice, tranquil cottage and enjoy a peaceful weekend. Having 4 dogs is not a problem for me. If it’s a problem for other people then T.S. Then he calls me again and leaves another message saying that they found a couple that are willing to take 2 of the dogs, and somebody else is willing to take 1 of the dogs, and one dog can stay in the house. So now I’m supposed to throw my dogs to the 4 winds so they can stay with complete strangers to me, rather than being crated up together downstairs in the basement of the house I grew up with. All for the wedding of some chick I’ve met once. SERENITY NOW!

I only got :eating: [quote name='Debbie'] NO WAY !!!! It had to be one of the prison guards !!!!! C'mon, Drew..... Eric fess up !!!! Which one of you did the dirty deed ??? :lol: This thread got to be really amusing !!!! Haven't been here since last week and I got a good chuckle out of it (most of it...) :wink: [size=6][color=red][b]I LOVE DOGO !!!!!!!!![/b][/color][/size] :ylsuper:[/quote]

So sorry Kat. Must of been hard to get your hopes up like that.

You trying to make my cry? The last words Pat spoke to our kennel crew back at Straydog while waiting for the ambulance were: "Take care of my dogs while I'm gone."

He's already back to his old self today. We're having a real hard time keeping him from running around. I don't know how we're going to keep him out of the lake.

Jeez, I've been doing "doggie-style" all wrong. BTW, that was sad. Poor guy.

As promised, here's the update. First of all, the operation went fine. They didn't operate on him until around 3 pm, which really upset my wife. We were supposed to pick him up around 4 - 4:30, but they apparently had a few emergencies and so didn't operate till 3. This meant that we weren't able to go pick him up until 7:30. My wife was upset because she had wanted to minimize his time at the vet just to keep his anxiety to a minimum. When we went to pick him up we brought Zeke with us because Zeke was walking around the house crying all day yesterday. I think he was pretty depressed about not having his bro around. My wife said the house was dead quiet, which she found very eerie because usually Zeke and Riley are rough-housing and chasing each other around. Anyhow, the technician went to the back to go get him but he wouldn't budge for her. After a minute or so, she came back and got my wife becuase Ri-Ri was not moving. My wife went to the back and as soon as he heard her voice he jumped to his feet and ran to her. She brought him out to the front and he almost tore the leash out of her hand to see Zeke and I. We all huddled around him and it was hugs and kisses from everybody. He was still pretty groggy from the operation, and you could see he was a little unsteady on his feet. He kept whining softly as we talked to him. The tech gave us the run-down (2 weeks no swimming!!! That's going to be fun to try to keep him out of the lake) and we left. Riley could not wait to get into the Pathfinder. Its strange what they recognize. He just beelined right for it and leaped in. Once in, he assumed his position on the armrest between the two front seats, and kept whining softly as we drove off. The clinic's not far, so it's only a 5 minute drive to home. As we turned into the driveway, he started whining much more loudly, almost crying. I guess he recognized that we were home. Out of the truck and into the house, where he immediately searched every room for Sam and Travis (who were locked up downstairs - we thought it would be too much to bring everybody). The wife let Sam and Trav out, and we had a big reunion with lots of sniffing. We basically took it easy for the rest of the night. He didn't sleep very much, and we could tell he was in some discomfort. I spent most of the night sitting on the floor with him and petting and stroking him. Whenever I stopped stroking him, he'd start to whine again. Zeke got all jealous and kept trying to sit in my lap. When we went to bed he crawled under our bed and fell asleep. Around 6:30 this morning, he started whining again so I think he's still in a bit of pain. My wife got up with him and put some food down. We weren't supposed to give him any food yesterday, so the poor thing hadn't eaten in 24 hours. He wolfed down an entire bowl of dog food by himself. When I left for work, he seemed to be feeling better. My wife's going to have her hands full keeping him quiet, especially with Zeke around.

I am so sorry Kat.

Just talking to my wife. Zeke is taking the separation pretty hard. He's walking around the house crying and looking for Riley.