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Posted by Dinah on October 16, 2004, at 13:22:11
Speaking of death.
That series of screams you heard a while ago, probably as far away as Australia was me. My youngest dog happily headed toward the door carrying a big obviously dead thing. I tried to close the door, but she dropped it, and I was stuck with a large dead rodenty thing (squirrel I'm afraid) stuck half in and half out the door, me neither able to open or close the door and squishing the poor dead thing.
My youngest is clearly going to have to become an inside dog, no matter how big she is. She licks my face with that tongue!!
Posted by vwoolf on October 16, 2004, at 15:09:33
In reply to Ok, now this is just getting ridiculous, posted by Dinah on October 16, 2004, at 13:22:11
I thought I heard some distant screams bouncing off Table Mountain here in Cape Town - now I know who it was:-)I thought another tourist had been attacked by the baboons.
Those rodent things are the worst. You're never quite sure what they are. And I always feel so sorry for them, although horrified at the same time. And those licky tongues afterwards, smelling vaguely of rodenty-type smells. Ugh.
Dinah, it sounds rough for you at the moment. very rough, when I think you really deserve a bit of smooth, soft serve. From another distant rough place, I'm sending you warm wishes over thousands and thousands of miles of savannah and ocean.
Posted by alesta on October 16, 2004, at 15:12:02
In reply to Ok, now this is just getting ridiculous, posted by Dinah on October 16, 2004, at 13:22:11
hi di :-) good to see you!
> Speaking of death.
>
> That series of screams you heard a while ago, probably as far away as Australia was me.yeah, i heard it. man, that was loud dude! :-)
<My youngest dog happily headed toward the door carrying a big obviously dead thing. I tried to close the door, but she dropped it, and I was stuck with a large dead rodenty thing (squirrel I'm afraid) stuck half in and half out the door, me neither able to open or close the door and squishing the poor dead thing.
>
> My youngest is clearly going to have to become an inside dog, no matter how big she is. She licks my face with that tongue!!
awww, she brought you a present. :) such sweet little darlings, aren't they?amy :)
Posted by boomarang on October 16, 2004, at 15:54:28
In reply to Re: Ok, now this is just getting ridiculous » Dinah, posted by alesta on October 16, 2004, at 15:12:02
when i was in my early twenties i had a dog named otis. One day he brought me a dead animal. At first I didn't know how to react as i had never seen such a thing. Then I got really angry...i can't remember why...if i thought he had killed it...or that it reminded me he was just an animal with animal instincts...or just that it was grotesque. I have never forgiven myself for that outburst and never did it again. how could i have been so mean? it was the only time i ever punished him or any dog. guess i just needed to purge that memory by talking about it. thanks for listening.
Posted by Poet on October 16, 2004, at 16:22:24
In reply to Ok, now this is just getting ridiculous, posted by Dinah on October 16, 2004, at 13:22:11
Hi Dinah,
Heavy leather gloves, shovel, steel sack. Short prayer- you were a good rodent, your rodent friends will miss you.
I have done many of these services for birds and mice, the cat is after the squirrel that has a nest in the neighbor's yard, but so far the squirrel has won.
I understand wanting to keep your youngest in. They just love showing off their prizes. Ick.
I wish I had heard your scream in Australia, it's warm there, Wisconsin is too damn cold anytime of year.
Poet
Posted by Dinah on October 16, 2004, at 16:22:54
In reply to Re: Ok, now this is just getting ridiculous » Dinah, posted by vwoolf on October 16, 2004, at 15:09:33
to be heard across the world.
New house rule. Give the dogs a good lookover through the window before opening the door.
I'm not quite sure what to do about rodent breath.
Too bad she didn't eat that charcoal filter *after* she carried the squirrel around instead of the night before.
And I suppose it's nice to know that a Cavalier King Charles makes a pretty decent retrieving spaniel. Ugh. No it doesn't.
Ick. Ptui.
(And I didn't get mad at her, or the poor squirrel. Although she did get put in an isolation room for a while to swallow all the rodent bits before playing with us. Poor thing. She was so obviously proud of herself.)
And thank you. I really could use some nice boring quiet time for a while. With no adrenaline jolts. I appreciate the warm wishes.
Posted by Fi on October 16, 2004, at 16:27:48
In reply to Ok, now this is just getting ridiculous, posted by Dinah on October 16, 2004, at 13:22:11
So that was that noise! It reverberated round Big Ben on its way to me!
We had cats when I was growing up. Then there was the horrible business of them bringing things that werent dead (eg a pigeon!) We sometimes tried to rescue them, but that was always really difficult and the poor things got more and more stressed and probably died anyway.
Someone once said that a sign you were completely batty about your cat (or dog, I suppose), was when you congratulated it when it brought in some animal. As that's what the cat/dog wants you to do!!
Really horrid story (you have been warned!): someone I worked with went down to the kitchen in the early morning to get a cup of coffee, in her bare feet. She stood on a dead mouse that her cat had half eaten and got a foot covered in nasty stuff...
Fi
Posted by gardenergirl on October 16, 2004, at 16:43:03
In reply to Ok, now this is just getting ridiculous, posted by Dinah on October 16, 2004, at 13:22:11
Eekers! What fun that must have been. It does seem like a lot of death issues are around. Might want to avoid the salmon for a bit. :)
Hope you are a Monty Python fan. Otherwise, nobody gets it when I say "It was the SALMON!"
gg
Posted by Dinah on October 16, 2004, at 16:46:53
In reply to Re: Ok, now this is just getting ridiculous, posted by Fi on October 16, 2004, at 16:27:48
I was the official cat gift picker upper when I was young. I won't share, but suffice it to say it convinced me in favor of cremation.
Shudder.
But the cat didn't bring the gifts *indoors*. :) He thought that the front step was the proper gift offering place. Perhaps I can convince this dog that her humans prefer their offerings left on the back porch.
Posted by Dinah on October 16, 2004, at 16:48:57
In reply to Re: Ok, now this is just getting ridiculous » Dinah, posted by gardenergirl on October 16, 2004, at 16:43:03
I'll have to ask my husband about Salmon. He was a huge fan.
That wasn't the vomiting skit was it?
Posted by Poet on October 16, 2004, at 16:50:55
In reply to oh, the horrid stories I could tell » Fi, posted by Dinah on October 16, 2004, at 16:46:53
The cat came in with a live snake in his mouth and dropped it on my mother's bare foot. That was a scream that is still bouncing around in outer space.
Poet
Posted by Dinah on October 16, 2004, at 16:54:29
In reply to Here's one from a childhood cat, posted by Poet on October 16, 2004, at 16:50:55
Posted by gardenergirl on October 16, 2004, at 19:38:14
In reply to Yeah, I feel like I should warn people to avoid me » gardenergirl, posted by Dinah on October 16, 2004, at 16:48:57
No, it's when Death comes to the dinner party. Two different dishes were served, salmon and something else, I forget. One person said, "but I didn't have the salmon" and Death said "No, for you, it's your liver" or something like that.
:)
gg
Posted by AuntieMel on October 16, 2004, at 23:11:24
In reply to Re: Ok, now this is just getting ridiculous, posted by Fi on October 16, 2004, at 16:27:48
Posted by Fi on October 17, 2004, at 7:35:02
In reply to oh, the horrid stories I could tell » Fi, posted by Dinah on October 16, 2004, at 16:46:53
Oh how brave of you- I hope it was appreciated! Once when I was in my late teens and needed to leave for work early, there was a Contribution on the kitchen floor which I studiously ignored. Apart from leaving a note for my parents in the bathroom to warn them there was something that 'I dont know what it is as I havent looked, but something like a prairie dog'.
This was in Scotland... I have been teased ever since about thinking a rabbit minus ears was a prairie dog.
As a grownup living on my own, next doors cats contributions in the garden are my patch. But I am very good at doing it with my eyes nearly shut!
Cant imagine doing that as a youngster!
Fi (wondering how on earth she got into typing this message!)
Posted by Fi on October 17, 2004, at 7:36:16
In reply to Here's one from a childhood cat, posted by Poet on October 16, 2004, at 16:50:55
Posted by Fi on October 17, 2004, at 7:37:18
In reply to Re: at least it was dead (nm) » Fi, posted by AuntieMel on October 16, 2004, at 23:11:24
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